Chapter Four: Death Written
The sunlight ruined somewhat of my sleep. I rubbed my eyes, and walked to the bathroom. I splashed water on my face, brushed my teeth and went downstairs to eat breakfast. When I walked downstairs, I heard quiet; it was too quiet. I didn't even go to the kitchen, because I knew something was wrong. I walked straight outside, to see dead bodies all over the yard. Sookie's head was in a tree, and Sam was burned, everybody I knew in Bon Temps was dead in Sookie Stackhouse's yard. The sight and smell of death caught me, and I fainted. The fall woke me up, I touched my head and body, to make sure I was in one piece. It was morning, I walked downstairs to see if this was real life and not a fucking nightmare from hell. Sookie was cooking bacon, she was alive, and her head wasn't in a tree. I ran up to her and gave her hug, just to make sure this was real. "Uhh Goodmorning Adrian?" She said confused and weirded out. "I just needed to make sure you real!" I said hugging her back. "I'm real, and this bacon is about to burn." She laughed while she was struggling to get me off. I let go of her and sat at the table, and waited for her to give me breakfast.
