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Cinthia woke up screaming to the sounds against all the doors and walls.
"Wilbur what is it?"she screamed!Wilbur woke up to this nightmare the night before and instantly knew.He cuddled Cinthia in arm while reaching for his longknife.
"HAR HAR HAR"voices screamed."What do we have in here""Come out Come out"other voices rang out."Oh Cinthia how`s about another kiss`t fer me and me mates"yet another voice rang out, followed by louder laughter by a group of swines it seemed.She turned and looked at Wilburs face.It wasn`t Wilbur`s face it was a smelly pirates ghost face she saw smiling at her instead.She screamed.The face screamed back at her then disappeared as Wilbur`s returned.
The walls,the doors were almost ready to be let go then a deadly silence came.Cinthia was petrified unable to speak.Slowly spider webs started forming around the inside walls like a fast moving frost.Blood started pouring from the ceilings.
Cinthia was too horified to speak.Wilbur was helpless in defending her against this dread.Cinthia fainted.Wilbur held her tight with his knife drawn.Meanwhile in the floor planking, Wilbur
saw in the cracks, a green lit smoke appear.It rose quick and filled the room until the room was a bright smokey green.It stayed that way for at least an hour with no more sounds coming from the outside howlers.
At this event shaping Wilbur started praying to himself.He pondered His and Cinthia`s fate the whole time."Take his life and his loves Cinthia`s rather then throwing their fate to these monsters he witnessed in the swamp"Wilbur thought.After the lifetime of the cloud sitting there taunting the voices started coming back.The threatening voices grew louder and louder.A putrid smell
coming from the cloud.All the while blood was soaking Cinthia`s clothes and his and was sticky.His face was covered in blood from the blood raining ceiling.
Wilbur started seeing figures appear in the haze.He could see cutlasses and swords and daggers drawn in the shadows coming toward them.Slamming furniture,glass breaking and howling noises.He looked at Cinthia whose body started to rise in the air.Blood was flowing off her clothes and splashing on the floor.Cinthia`s face was covered with blood as was her once beautiful hair.
This was the end he knew as the figures were in steps of him and shreiking by now in his ears.
As he shed a tear he looked at Cinthia whose body was floating three feet in the air and closed his eyes.He started to plunge his knife into Cinthia`s heart.Luckily for Wilbur within a split second everything stopped.Yes it stopped in time for Wilbur to not go through with the deed.The blood,the floating Cinthia,the fog,everything was gone and everything was as before they went to sleep.
He looked at Cinthia.She was wakening now and shreiking.Wilbur was crying softly.
Cinthia looked at him and held him.She asked him"what happened Wilbur?"
Wilbur took a long breath.He put his knife back into its sheath.He turned to Cinthia.
"Cinthia its what i saw last night in the swamp"said Wilbur."Is it what Scoobert told me young
Wilbur"she replied."Yes and it was this horrible"he said.Wilbur was horrified and amazed
that all the blood was gone like it never was there".Cinthia started weeping and screaming until Wilbur shook her."Stop please Stop honey we must maintain control"said Wilbur.
"Why did it stop"Wilbur thought to himself.They both sit and stared for hours it seemed.The storm had stopped.The morning was coming as the sounds of seagulls
broke the silence.They still hadn`t moved.These were scared souls.Yet these two had witnessed the cruelest of fate when seeing drowning people in front of them and being helpless over and over again.They watched whole families drown only to see toys and baby dolls of the dead children float ashore.But this night was the last straw so they thought.
Wilbur coaxed Cinthia to start moving only to have to shreiking again.One more time he had to calm her down.In Cinthia`s mind she insisted it was the devils work.Wilbur felt it was worse and had nothing to do with religion.Still the argument persisted like it did with the Secret Society as to the origins.
