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|"So we might |
| be stuck in |
| here (again)|
| but at least|
| the hounds |
|can't get us"|
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There was something wrong with my head, but I couldn't figure out what.
.---------.
/ \
|"I tried to |
| warn them, |
| but nobody |
| listens to |
| the |
| maid." |
_\/_______\/__|_
Soft voices whispered in the breeze, almost lost in the rustling of dead, dying, and drying leaves.
The leaves were everywhere. I was covered in them. When I sat up, they fell away and I found I had been laying under a pile of them.
Did I burrow myself into the pile? Why would I do that?
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<_ _>
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/ \
/ Here lies \
| Pastor Red |
| |
| Once alive |
| and twice | @
@ | dead | |
\|/_|____________|_\|/
I looked around and found myself in a cemetery. The sky was the red-purple color that came with a rapidly descending sun. Beside me and my pile was a gnarled old tree completely free of leaves. Ones that weren't in my pile were scattered around the area. About twenty feet away, an old man in a long coat and a puffy cap was raking them.
"Hey," I said, getting shakily to my feet. Leaves crunched underfoot. "Hey! Where are we?"
He looked up at me (he was at least five inches shorter than I), and then looked away, disinterested.
"Cemetery," he said. "Can't you tell?"
.------------.
| "I'm sure |
|she's around|
| somewhere. |
|She wouldn't|
|go off alone|
|I'm sure..."|
__|____________|__
"I've gotta get out of here," I said.
"Good luck with that."
The old man kept raking the leaves. He took the little pile he'd gathered up and then started ushering them over to the pile where I had been lying under.
I scowled, though he didn't notice.
I looked out over all of the graves. All of them, I noticed, were old. Some were so weathered that the inscriptions and edges had been worn away.
The cemetery was small. Ridiculously small. I could see the entirety of the fence looping around it. My heart sank.
There was no exit gate.
The wind brushed past, carrying more of the quiet voices.
.-------------.
| "I'm not |
| leaving. |
|No, I don't |
|care what he |
|says; I'm |
|not leaving!"| @
_|_____________|__\|/
"How do I get out of here? Hey, I'm talking to you! How do I get out?"
He shrugged. "There's only one way out."
Coldness spread across my chest. "Yeah? How?"
He turned his back to me and started another patch of leaves.
"Find your own."
After that, he ignored me, no matter what I did. With no other choice, I went picking through the graves.
_____________ \ .---------.
/ \ #/ /"Life sucks\
|"I knew that | / |Then you die|
|coffee tasted| \ | then you | .-------------. __________________________ \/
|funny. Never | \ | become a | |She Just Kept| |"Has anybody seen my baby?| \
| should've | /# | zombie. | | Swimming | | I can't find my baby! | /
| trusted the | \/ @ |It's the way| | | | Sophie? | \/
| old harpy." | / | | of things."| @ | <>< <>< <>< | | Honey? Are you here? | /
__|_\/__________|__\_ _\|/_|____________|\|/_|_____________|__ \/_|_\/____Please help me!"___|_\
.------------. ____________ .=========. +@@+ _______
|As I am now | ++ | / | |Here Lies| @@++@@ ____/ \____
|so you must | _______||_______ | \ | | John. | +@//@+ / Triplets were we\
|be. Prepare | / To follow you I\ | \ \/ | |He had a | \\ | now roses three |
| for death | | am not content.| | / \ /| | good run, | // | here in the |
| and follow | | How do I know | |/ / | | Just not | \\ | garden eternity |
| me. |@| Which way you | |\ \/ | |fast enough| // | @ @ @ |
|_\/_________\|/____ Went?___\/_| __|_\/______\__\/ _|_\/________|__\\____|__\|/__\|/__\|/__|_
# @@@@@
#| .--------. @@@@@@@@
\|# / \ .--------------. @@@@@\@/@
#|/ | Bill | _____________ _||_ ______________ |Here Lies Jack| _______@\\@//@
\|# | Stickers | |Returned | <_ _> |"Sir, I think | |He was a Liar | | Abigail|\//
|/ | | |To sender | _||_ |they've got us| | Now he's in | |Willaims|//
#| | Was | |Replacement | / \ | surrounded. | |soil, but soon| | Made Me|\\
\| | Innocent! | |delivery date| | I | | Sir? Sir?" | | in the fire. | | Do It. |//
_|__|____________|_ _|_____TBA_____| | Am | __|_____\/_______\/___|____________\/|__|________\\\___\/
| Not |
| Over |
@@@@ |Compen| ____ .------------------------. .------------.
.============. @@\/@@ |Sating| __/ \__ | The children of Israel | | Pineapples |
| 50 Years A | @@\/@@ | | | | |wanted bread so the Lord| | and |
| Loyal Wife | @\/@@ | | |The Doctor| | sent them manna. | | Ham |
|She Died In | @@@\/ _________ .--------| @ | | Is Out | |Old Clerk Wallace wanted| | \|/ |
| Hope Of A | \/ |It's Dark|| | | | | @ | | a wife | | '<><>' |
|Better Life | \ |Down Here||"Mommy?"| | | # | | | | So the Devil sent him | | '<><><>' |
__|_\/_______ _|_ /_ _|________\/|________|__\|/_|___\|/_|______\|/_|_ \/_________Anna___________| __|___'<><>'___|__
@@@@
_________ @@@@@@
/ \@@@@\\@@
/ @@@@ //@
| Welcome @@@@||
| Home |@\\//
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| | \\
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