At midnight I departed from the morgue and headed toward my next destination. The old mortician drove the shaky hearse, and I sat alone with the rotting corpse. Shrieks of fear filled my inner being when we arrived at the graveyard. I was alone now . . . alone with the dead body.
I crept toward the grave, and began digging into the hard, cold earth. Suddenly I realized how queer this was. I mean, it was nothing more than superstitious legend handed down from generation to generation. But this nightmarish event felt real, and I had to know for sure.
I kept digging, hearing only the sound of my shovel and the howling of the wind. Deeper and deeper I pierced the earth, until finally . . . finally I had struck something concrete.
Could this be it? Could this be the day that I, a mediocre collection of flesh, become illustrious? I plummeted into the cavity and pulled out the mysterious object I struck. A casket, yes, just what I expected. But what came next, I did not expect.
I began to pry open the ancient hinges. A rather difficult task, it was. Soon enough, they broke free. I was terrified to open the chamber of the dead, but it was necessary for me to face my fears. Inch by inch, the lid rose.
It was a horrific sight. There was fresh blood dripping from the cover. I knew at the instant that something was wrong, this casket was said to be hundreds of years old. My hands trembled as the gore trickled onto me. This was it. I whisked open the lid, and laid eyes upon the most gruesome sight ever known to man.
The inside was half filled with fresh blood, as I expected. But, in the place of a corpse were three severed heads . . . all expressing a look of utmost shock. Blood streamed out of their mortified mouths. A bloodstained note caught my attention. It described the very legend I had come here seeking, the myth that gold was buried in this casket. But at the bottom were four names. Three I had assumed to be the eternally bleeding heads in front of me, but the fourth was my own. I was petrified, but inside I knew that I had little time to escape. They would be coming soon.