SECRETS FROM THE GRAVEYARD

A chill wind howled through the ancient oaks that encircled the graveyard. The wan moonlight soaked the crumbling headstones in an eerie glow. Cries echoed softly on the wet earth, sending shudders down my nerves. I clutched closer to the weathered inscription on a nearby grave. Was it possible? The copyright seemed to pulsate before my eyes, whisp