Tell A Spooky Story!

[🪦 adam ●]

((damn...someone\'s a writer, lol))
The man tried once more to pull himself out of the grave, and almost made it, but the corpse gripped onto his legs tightly.  He could feel it\'s fingernails digging into the flesh of his leg.  Suddenly he felt a sharp burning feeling on his back.  He screamed out in pain as the skin melted away, forming a demonic symbol in the center of his back.  After what seemed like forever, the pain stopped.  The creature\'s grip on his leg instantly released and the man was free.  He pulled himself up and staggered a few feet away from the grave.  He wanted to look in, to see if what had become of the corpse, or how it had burned him, but after what had just happened, he thought it best not to go near the grave again.  He took a couple of steps back, limping.  He looked down at the bloody tears in legs of his pants, and tried to reach back with a hand to feel his back.  Even with the slightest brush against his shirt, the pain was too unbearable for him to further the exploration of that wound.  He examined his surroundings, the familiar, and once comfortable graveyard had taken on a new look; now it was the stereotypical horror movie graveyard.  The dark, naked trees standing alone, surrounded by the graves of the dead.  The full moon shone above, casting a haunting light across the yard.  He slowly started to catch his breath, but his pulse would not slow.

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He knew... it was time to bust out MarioKart64...