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MR. DEATH MR. DEATH AS THE NIGHT WINDS HOWLED AND MIST COVERED THE AIR A DARK FIGURE APPROACHED UP YHE STREET WITH A REAPER IN HIS HAND. 2 AS THE FIGURE PASSED EACH HOUSE THERE WAS SCREAMING COMING FROM EVERY HOUSE. AS HE KEPT COMING CLOSER THE LIGHTS WENT OUT ONE BY ONE. 3 SOON THERE WAS SILENCE AND THE DARK FIGURE DISAPPEARED AS THE MIST CLEARED UP AND THE LIGHTS CAME ON THERE WAS A LOUD FAINT CRY IN THE DISTANCE. ONLY TO HEAR THAT SOMEONE HAD DIED. 4 AS I WENT HOME I GLIMPSED THE FIGURE LOOKING AT ME WITH SKULL AND TEETH BONES SMILING AT ME. BY TYRESE GREEN |