So there had been Robert lying in his coffin
dressed in a red jacket white shirt blue tie black trousers
and his Adidas running shoes
the last sight Valerie ever wanted to see of him ever again as the funeral director gently lowered the coffin lid on his
serene composed face.
And for a year that was that.In the Blood Crest mausoleum he should have stayed.
So it once on the one year anniversary of his death that
Valerie entered his darkened and unoccupied bedroom and
half expecting to see
him in there
was glad there were no restless undead tonight.
So she flipped off the light
closed the door and entered her own darkened
bedroom.
The light didn't go on and when Valerie heard the
"KLIKK"
of her door lock closing she had
a fraction of a second
to compose herself and
put her hand to her moth before
the light slowly flickering
illuminated her bedroom to
reveal ...