THE SOUND OF GHOULS

Syke turned around in shock. “Did you hear that?”

Chloe nodded her head. “I did. Don’t raise your voice.” Chloe turned around searching for where the sound was coming from. The night was silent and dark and the only light coming was that of the crescent moon that was shining above in the night sky. Syke was scared to death. All his life, he had gone for all sorts of missions but he had never been made to go to a graveyard. He looked around from the gate of the graveyard and caught sight of a figure moving in the shadows.

“Chloe…” he started.

Chloe turned around quickly at his voice. “What is the matter?”

Syke shook his head in the negative. The figure had disappeared as soon as it had come. Or was he seeing things? He couldn’t tell for sure but he knew that whatever the case was, it was going to be a miracle if they got back to Calistè whole and hearty.

“No one’s going to hurt you,” Chloe laughed. “Always remember, Ghosts don’t exist.”

“Ghosts don’t exist,” Syke repeated to himself ov