Foxfireflames

The Undertaker twitched and giggled softly in his sleep, tucked away in an unoccupied casket.   He was taking a nap after a long day of work, and it was the evening. The sun sent lazy streaks of oranges and red, casting a warm glow of fading light over the town. Suddenly the sleepy reaper was woken up by a soft knocking on the door. It couldn't have been a customer, that's for sure; the knocking was too gentle. He thought that perhaps it was Ciel Phantomhive coming for a visit. Maybe he could get a laugh out of this, a big heavenly laugh out of it. Puzzled he slowly lifted off the lid to the casket and made his way to the wooden door. He op

Someone's little juvenile face was almost touching mine and I wondered if this is how I was going to wake up for the rest of my life. I looked over at my shoulders and the were covered in band-aids. I would have to find a way to peel them off without destroying my skin further. Carly followed my gaze "Your shoulders looked yucky!" she said before making a disgusted face. I sat up and she stood up "Is that thing alive? It didn't move when it was sleeping like you." Carly said as she pointed to my former companion. I sighed "No, that was...A monster. I'll take care of it later." I said in a soft voice still drained from last night. I wondered h