Within darkness under the cover of night my tears gently dripped down onto her worn grave, and with bleeding filthy hands I continued desperately, whipped up now within a mad frenzy to dig and claw at the upper soil of her grave, and through the sound of my heart beating loudly within my feeble chest I could hear my long lost dear beloved moaning, and screaming for escape from far far below, a sound I could not quite believe, for I must be in a dream, but the pain in my bloody fingers was most definitely all to real. My love has returned to me, I knew she would, but after all this time, all these long lonely years, I never thought it truly possible, but the dark one did promise me, and I knew he the prince of darkness would never let me down, he told me on the night of all hallows that she would return and that under the power of the dark one she would rise again.

Eternity, it seemed like an eternity before I reached at last the soft rotting wood of her coffin, the screaming and muling now much, much louder and fear like electricity shuddered through my body from head to toe, and now even more quickly almost in a sort of rage I tore at the soft yielding boards that had held my loved one away from me for much too long.

Praise him, praise him, I chanted within my mind as I tore of the remaining boards and peered into an even deeper darkness, a darkness that could only be the darkness of the grave. Paralysis, I became paralyzed with fear because there before me riving and bucking frothing from a rotten and torn maggot-ridden face my long lost beloved was in throws of ecstasy entwined with something that I can only describe as possessing the body of a pig and the face of a dirty wrinkled leering old man, but what really sent me into the abyss of insanity was what lay to either side of the entwined loving couple, and this was the young ones who had obviously been born from what was once my lovely wife, they were smooth-faced creatures, a pure white, with what I can only describe as a gnashing maw-like mouth, filled to the brim with razor-sharp teeth they advanced upon me.

They squealed when they saw me and they leaped from her grave as I tumbled in massive shock backwards, in a flash they were upon me squirming into my gaping screaming mouth and wriggling down my tight throat...tearing chunks of my flesh as they made there way toward my now paralyzed heart.

My heart they picked and licked at like it was some delicacy, and then after a short while they carried it gently down in to the darkness of my wife’s grave, fresh sustenance for their mother and father.