disclaimer: i don't own the nightmare bfore christmas. i don't own corpse bride eather, tim burton does. He is lucky.
Jack sat in the darkness of his home wallowing in his disperse. How could this happen? How could she do this? He snarled at himself
"it's not Sally's fault she died so don't get mad at her! You've only yourself to blame! WHY COULDN'T YOU JUST SAVE HER
YOU WORTHLESS BAG OF BONES!" He stopped himself, he relised that he was talking to himself. "Perhaps a walk through the
wood will help take my mind off things. The skeleton man rose to his feet and walked to the door, it hade been days sine he hade left
the house, sitting alone in his memories of times long passed. He strode through the streets with his hands be hind his back and his
head held low. He walked passed the charred remains of the doctors house he could hear screams in his head as he looked at the
blackened remains of the lab. He turned away with a tear dripping down his skull," pull yourself together Jack." He whispered.
He walked through the gates of the graveyard heading towards the trees of the woods. The moon show brightly but all things beautiful
seemed duller. After Sally's passing all the pleasant things in jack's life seemed worthless. It was as if the important things in life were
a candle and someone hade blown it out and all that was left was that orange light that refused to die and the smoke that rose up from
the dead flame into the air took with it all the things that made life worth living for. Now that orange glow on jacks candle was gone,
not having any reason to go on and hade gone up into the air with all other hopes and dreams. Jack hade thought of a way to stop the
pain, a faint gleam of hope crossed his face when he first thought of it. Suicide. But alas how do you kill what is already dead? And so
that last hope was blow out as well, going in to the air just as the rest of that which mattered.
Jack walked through the trees. He hade gone past the circle of trees with the holiday doors this time. He walked in to the unknown
not caring. When he did look up he saw he was in a snow covered clearing surrounded by trees and one tree that curled and hade
ravens all around it." good a place as any I suppose." He sat down on a flat rock after clearing it of snow and pulled a piece of paper
from his pocket. He read it allowed to himself,
"Yes, I resolve the deed to do and this the place to do it,
This heart I will rush a dagger through thought in hell I should rue it.
HELL, what is hell to one like me who pleasures never knew!
My friend consigned to misery,"
Jack paused for a moment and looked at the moon thinking of his candle in the dark.
"My hopes disserted too,
To ease me of this power to thank that which my buzzum raves,
I'll head high leap from hells high brink and wallow in its waves.
I strike! It quivers in that heart that drives me to this end; I draw and kiss the bloody dart my last, my only friend."
Jack closed his eyes and tilted his head up high opening his eyes to the stars" do you miss me too?" But he knew he was talking to air
but somehow it was still good to talk to someone again, even if they weren't there. He spread his legs apart and his foot hit something,
he looked at it. It was a twig and strangely enough, it looked like a hand with the index finger out. Jack tried to look at what the hand
was pointing to; he saw what looked like a frozen candle. He want over to it and looked at it, it was blue and looked as if it has been
lit only once. He turned to the hand with the candle still in his hand and said," yours went out too?" Jack smiled to himself; I was the
first time in a long time he hade smiled. He walked over to the hand, placed the candle in the snow so it could stand on its own, and lit
it with a match that was in his pocket. "Now you can have some hope left at, lest one of use can be." Jacks stode and walked away
from the candle and the hand but just as he started to leave the grove he heard a voice calling something" come back!" faint but still
there. Jack thought it was in his head but then he heard it louder this time he was sure it was someone" come back! Help!" Jack ran
back to the grove and looked around, were was the voice? There was no one there but him, then he looked at the candle but he was
behind the tree. What he saw was something he thought a shadow of a person but who could be such a person? His heart leaped with
a shred of hope shred. "Is someone there?" "Yes." Jack's heart leaped "Sally?"
well what do you think? Should I continue? There are another couple more chapters so if you guys want me to writ them i will but if you don't like it i'll trash it. Tell me what to do in reviews!