On the night after our wedding Elizabeth and I decided to stay in a cottage out in the countryside. I was nervous and scared because I knew that any moment the monster could be at the door. Elizabeth knew something was not right, but I managed to convince her to go to bed and everything was alright. "She left me, and I continued some time walking up and down the passages of the house, and inspecting every corner that might afford a retreat to my adversary." (pg. 165) I suddenly heard a shriek from the bedroom and sprinted up the stairs. There on the bed Elizabeth laid, cold and lifeless. I looked out the window and there stood the monster, yellows eyes glowing in the dark, with horrible grin on his face. I grabbed a pistol and shot at him, but he easily eluded it. A crowd of people were soon at the cottage ready to pursue the monster. We spent hours searching the woods for him, but it was no use. He was long gone and we could not find him.
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Elizabeth is Murdered
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