Mort~Vivant: The Twins.

Once upon a time, in a little town called Ryne. There lived a farmer who loved his farm. He would wake up before dusk~ to work on all his tasks.

One day, the farmer stumbled upon something in his field. He used his pick-axe to make a deeper hole in the ground. With his tool he got to dig out pieces of tiny bones.

This scared him and sent chills down his spine. There were two bodies of young children who had been buried in the field. He didn’t know whether they died naturally, or if they had been killed.

The farmer decided to take a break and take the rest of the day off. Later when he was back in his cottage, he heard a knock at the door. He opened it and saw two pair of eyes watching him.

He asked, ‘‘How can I help you dear ones?’’ They blinked at continued to stare at the farmer.

Before the farmer could say another word— he saw one kid nod his head & the other moved the pick~axe aiming for the farmer’s chest. He screamed the second that the pick-axe landed right at his heart.

The two kids walked away and disappeared in the mist. If only the farmer had paid attention to the other folks who had told him not to disturb any bones he finds even if they were lying in his field. Maybe if he had buried them sooner (before twilight) he might have not faced the two undead children.

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