11 April 2012
The figure turned around and stared at me, it just stared and stared. I tried saying saying something but words wouldn't came out of my mouth, just a little sound that witch was, miuy. I still didn't understand why.
Little drops if tears fell down the figures cheek. As the figure started to howl and cry and carry on circling the room. I heard the clock of the sitting room strike once, twice, and then... Twelve times it stroke. It was midnight.
Midnight Part 5 • Opuss № I