The Undead Ch3: The meeting
One night, once I was with that group for about a year, I took a walk. We were in a port and were staying at this hotel. I dressed in my white night gown and just walked, enjoying the night air.
I looked up at the moon to realize it was a full one. It was high in the sky and looked beautiful and eerie at the same time. I shivered and wrapped my arms around myself to keep me warm.
A gust of wind ruffled my hair, and gave my pale arms goose bumps. I pursed my lips and continued walking.
But that’s when I heard it.
The soft kind, as if they were trying to sneak up on you. Like they were trying to scare you, trying not to make a noise if possible.
I looked around and my grandmothers voice rang in my ears:
“They lurked in the darkness when the moon was the highest in the dark sky,”