100 Word challenge Week#29

                                                                                          The Shouting
  Walking along the path, I kept an eye out for anyone in the dark. The graveyard was misty, cold and closed by a gate. My shift has barely started and I already grew tired. Something shouted in a grave in the distance. I always thought it was me hearing things due to being tired all the time. But frantically, there been screams coming from the graves. Growing suspicious every time I couldn't but be curious of what it might actually be. As I went to the area where the shouting was heard I noticed a trail of dark crimson blood. Where could it lead? 

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