STORY N°3

Once upon of time some teenagers were on their commute to their houses, wanted or not they had to walk through the churchyard, that night was weird, cold and with tons of mist. They were quite scared but they were just talking avoiding the fear.
A weird smell made them stop, they saw a fireside, but they knew that was weird to see those things in a churchyard, when they realized that they weren’t there, they were in the middle of nowhere, they got really scared, they just run, as fast as they could. But the only thing they could see was hammered faces made of marble…