Flash Fiction From The Crypt
Death Incarnate
Free chapter·Duration 1 mins·
The green grass took a brown sickly shade. The water turned to blood and the skies opened up with a loud thunder.
A lightning bolt hit the ground and a naked man stood at its wake. Skin black as charcoal, eyes red as blood. Two sharp teeth protruding from his mouth.
He stood still like a statue an aura of death surrounding him. Where his feet touched the ground the grass turned to ash. A fire begun to spread no water on earth could extinguish.