Snippet #1117530

The sky was beginning to turn a dark purple. The colors dancing in the sky would've been brilliant if it wasn't for the current scenario. Connor was sent to kill a former relative of the cafe's new owner. Former relative due to her current condition. She had been out too late one night, and nobody would risk opening their doors to let her, and whatever was chasing her, in. So Connor is being sent to make sure she stayed dead.

He was barely through the gate before he started hearing things which would stop any normal persons heart. The entire ground under him seemed to move, as he heard scratching sounds coming from new graves, and other, indescribable noises coming from the already open graves. He was running out of time before this place became a death trap.

Mia Gibbs...now where are you? He slowly drew his sword, trying to make his presence unknown to anything outside, at least, not yet. The directions given to him would mean that the grave he was looking for would be somewhere near the center of the cemetery, close to a tree or some sort of plant. He just wanted to walk in, kill what needed to be killed, and maybe have some fun along the way. He didn't want to go into someplace where a lone person would be considered suicidal. The only thing that made COnnor want to go, was the chance to find some impressive heirlooms, or some expensive jewelry.