TALE - 4
They feed on your fear,and then you.
1 AM, showed the clock. The 12 dead bodies woke up. All the 12 doors that locked them, opened up with a screech,in unison,as if like following a military command. The white cotton cloth that covered them disappeared into thin air. They all got down, first crawling like a baby, then walking like a toddler, now they are running like an athlete and finally, flashing like lightning. Their bodies split into billions of copies.
Now they disappear.
Dead men can see any of the 12 under the bed of a sleeping man at this point.
Don't worry, they feed on your fear, and then you.
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