Graveyard Diaries #2: Approaching the Undead

Graveyard Diaries #2: Approaching the Undead — page 9
now It was much smaller and dimmer It had shrunk to about the size of a basketball Stan held his breath Had the glow heard him Was it trying to hide He watched for several minutes The fog grew bright again It began to expand and move Soon it was bouncing near the bottom of the slope Almost like it was dancing again Slowly and quietly Stan took out his notepad Stan’s Journal Sunday December 10 8 55 p m No fire No electric lights No source for the glow that I can see Strange fog It almost seems alive Will try to get a closer look Stan took one very slow step forward The glow stayed the same So he took another step And another His foot crushed a pine cone with a crack The red fog stopped moving 10