Those who dare to drive down
Decatur Road at night are safe
as long as they don’t turn on their radio. And when a violent
storm hits Medforth and shakes up more than the local residents, it
|From Dead Crazy...
terrifying muffled moans came through the soil as two cadavers broke
the surface soil of their grave in a morbid embrace from their double
grave. Another cadaver was sitting up in his grave when the electricity
shot over his head then surrounded his body, completing the circuit,
then its eyes suddenly opened like raising a doll from its crib. The
cadaver continued to violently shake in its own electrical spasm until
the electricity died down. A smell of burned clothing, hair and
whatever was left of the cadaver filled the air.
the gusty winds had subsided, a cool breeze remained in the air that
helped bring a rapidly rolling fog. The fog at first seemed
self-contained within the boundaries of the surrounding gates of the
cemetery that ran along the deserted Route 3 before it spread beyond
of the night began to sing and chirp within the cemetery as if they too
had been awakened from their slumber.