Chapter 3
The bright red Sunset, a burning rose, gazed at me, so beautiful it almost made me forget that I was standing in a dark cemetery waiting for glob knows what to come and either kill me, or give me information on where Cake is. I was hoping for that last part. The coward in me told me to run and go home, but I had to stay, For Cake. For whomever this person is. They must know something. I haven't told anyone else but myself about Cakes disappearance yet so they must have at least something. That's all I need.
The final rays of sun light began to dwindle and the cemetery became only lit by the moon that began to take rise in the sky. Stone gray headstones neatly placed in rows provided perfect walking paths. I stood in the center path looking out at the cemetery, the black pointed iron fence along the outskirts of the cemetery only added to the creepiness. All of a sudden I thought I saw a dark figure straight across from me on the path. It was too dark to make out, but… no. it was getting closer, step by step. "Who's there?" I said trying hard not so sound like a terrified child. Slowly it walked within ten feet of me then… where did it go? I frantically searched around, my trusty cap nearly falling off in the process and my bangs whipped me in the face on numerous occasions. All was silent I stood still and then "Boo." I nearly jumped ten feet straight into the air; the voice had come from directly behind me. Looking around I saw nothing, but I heard a deep laughter that sounded as if It was coming from the empty space right in front of me.
Slowly and carefully I reached my hand out and felt something, some kind of cloth. Almost instantly a body appeared, and my hand jerked back. Floating before me was a boy about six feet tall, gently flowing in the breeze his short jet black hair carefully framed his face. I looked at his skin and it was an odd shade of olive green, almost gray. On his body he dawned a red flannel shirt, jeans, and converse. His mouth curled into a mischievous smile with two bright white fangs, sharper than a great white's razor sharp chompers. On his neck the two red dots that could only mean one thing… Yes, it was clear, this boy was a vampire. I did not even know his name but I could already tell this boy was bad news. He finished laughing and said with a voice smooth as glass, "So it's clear to me you're a little bit on edge tonight hmm?" A smug smirk rested on his face. Like his sole purpose of coming here tonight was to get a good laugh. For all I know it was. "Okay, tell me what you know." He laughed again like this was as entertained as he had ever been, "Okay miss eager pants, don't you want to know who I am first?" I stood there for a moment, of course his name! "Yes, what is your name?" his smug smirk stayed on his face as he said "Marshall Lee at your service."
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