"You're charming but... Maybe it's your place... It just doesn't feel right... I'm kinda mad about creepy places... let's go for a date in a... graveyard! Please, don't forget to take a flashlight, candles, and a lighter," she said. Looking around the apartment, she had a point. It was just some dingy old run down apartment. Nothing special. I agreed and grabbed my car keys, a flashlight, a lighter, and some candles like she asked, and opened the front door.
I drove the long road into down. We had to go past the farms, through downtown, and to the other side of the city. We finally got to the cemetery. It was kind of creepy, but the girl next to me gave me strength.
"I'm so glad you came. I hope you didn't change your mind? Are you ready to explore that resting place with me?" she asked. We was leaned against the stone wall around the cemetery. Her stomach was completely visible thanks to her cropped shirt and jacket. I wondered how her tight skinny jeans kept her ass in.
But, my dorky self took over me, again.
"It's kinda scary...can't we just stay here?" I asked, being honest with her. She rolled her eyes and walked in, ignoring me.
"Come on! You're not a sissy, right? Let's go!" she barked at me. I rolled my eyes also, because she was being so rude.
"I hope you know what you're doing..." I mumbled.
She kept walking, still ignoring me. We kept walking until we came across a bunch of old tombstones, some broken in half, some totally knocked over. It was a shame, since some of them were really nice. She spoke suddenly.
"Can you feel it? That wonderful gaze of dead... cold wind... wolfs howling... I can feel it with my whole body! They're resting here.. watching us," she said, her arms rested over her head, her breasts and ass in prominent view.
"I feel... fear," I said, again, being honest. She smiled and walked closer.
"Don't worry, you're under my protection! Just try to enjoy... it's so wonderful... so peaceful..." she said.
I took a shaky breath in. It was quite strange how much this girl liked the dead.
"I prefer living over dead," I said, looking around.
She gave me a deathly stare, and turned around, walking toward the gate.
"Okay, I've had enough. You are shaking. I'm not interested in a man who is afraid of me. You just don't feel the atmosphere of this place," she said, always facing forward. She didn't even bother to look back. She just headed straight for my car.
"Hmm, I'm sorry. I will take you home," I said, trying to be as polite as I could.
I shitted myself. Ok, not literally, but still - I was scared as hell. Spooky cemetery, the company of a pale skinned weirdo obssessed with death... It's simply not my cup of tea.
I ran away from the cemetery. I have done all I can to forget about that night and about her... especially about her unusally long teeth...
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