I still remember the dark and stormy night when I decided to explore the old graveyard on the outskirts of our town. The graveyard was surrounded by a rusty iron fence, and the entrance was marked by a pair of creaking gates. As I stepped inside, I noticed that the village lights in the distance were flickering like ghostly apparitions. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and decay.
I wandered deeper into the graveyard, my eyes adjusting to the darkness. The tombstones loomed above me, their names and dates worn away by time. But one tombstone caught my attention - it was glowing with an otherworldly light. The inscription read: "Beware the dead who wake at midnight." I felt a shiver run down my spine as I wondered what could be the source of the glow.
Suddenly, the village lights began to flash more rapidly, and I heard a strange, unearthly whisper: "Midnight is near..." The whisper seemed to come from all around me, and I knew it was time to leave. But as I turned to run, I saw that the glowing tombstone was now open, and a figure was emerging from the grave...
I tried to scream, but my voice was frozen in my throat. I tried to run, but my legs were rooted to the spot. The figure began to move towards me, its eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. And then, everything went black.
When I came to, I was lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by doctors and nurses. They told me that I had been found unconscious in the graveyard, and that I had been lucky to survive. But I knew the truth. I had seen the dead, and they had awakened at midnight.
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