The Mistle-stop

She threw a long stare at Kett's face, her long beautiful eyes became gentle as she looked at Kett. She went out of the mortury. After a couple of long silent hours Kett heard the clock striking eight. The door opened and four well built men wearing nice white suits appeared. They placed Kett's body inside a coffin done with fine black timber and carried it out of the mortury. They rested it in the trunk of a weird car with a long back, which Kett had never seen before. The car drove away, departing itself from the police station. After a two hours long drive the car stopped at a graveyard. The time being only two hours away from midnight, the graveyard looked as creepy as they look in the films. The skinny trees at the entrance which were shaking in the mild breeze would make anyone see it as a symbol of death waving at them. The fertile soil of the graveyard, which was surely enriched by the decomposed dead bodies, had given rise to numerous species of trees. The gigantic Banyan tree being significant among all of them, had made the place ten times more haunted by the continuous rustling of it's leaves. The little droplets of water which were hanging themselves at the tips of the leaves, proved that it was raining sometime before their arrival. "What made Emma wanted to do this so late at night? And why this particular graveyard?" Kett wondered. The four men got out of the car and took Kett's coffin back on to their strong shoulders. They carried it into the gloomy graveyard. The bunch of fiersome dogs who barked suddenly out of nowhere the moment they had stepped on the ground shook everyone to the soul. Kett Mcmillan's soul also frightened by the dogs, followed them in. "Wait! I'm already dead. These dogs can't bite me. Why would I get scared?" She consoled herself on her way. She felt the dark hollows of The night hugging her as she moved forward. The flashes of light coming from the glamorous full moon made the names of the gravestones shine. She read two of the biggest grave stones she could see.

_*" BBB of Glucksburg*_ "

" *_Diabolos Banasiewicz of Iblisburgh_* "

All the graves were done in a creative way. The grave stones were more like statues. But they were all violent, covered in blood red paint. "No wait! It's not even paint. This is real blood. What the hell? This place looks like a museum of devils." She suddenly remembered something. "Iblisburgh? Wasn't that the gloomy city I once entered?" She asked herself. "How come it's written here, so many miles away? All of this looks like they have a connection. But what? And how?" The men stopped facing a deeply digged pit at a lonely spot located in the far corner of the graveyard. The rest of the graves in the place were accompanied by a group of similar graves. "Why am I alone?" Kett thought. Emma was standing there all by herself. Kett appreciated how brave her friend was, knowing that Emma was very much afraid of the dark and being alone. The men rested the coffin on the wet floor and opened it. Inside there was Kett lying peacefully, cleaned off from the dirt she was covered in for days. She was wrapped up in a decent white coloured dress. Emma sprayed some scent on her from a small glass bottle containing a pinkish liquid and they all honoured her body before putting the coffin into the pit and covering it with soil. After the pit was completely filled, the four men turned to go back. Kett, excited to see what Emma was going to do after the men get out of sight, fixed her mind well focused on none other than her best friend. But Emma who lighted a big candle on the grave, accompanied the men on their way out of the graveyard without any second thought.