Michel was a man of discovering creepy places. He loved the trill. But when it came to things he could stand he would run, more of push it aside and go to something else. What he didn't know was that what he was discovering was something that would make him just ignore what scared him the most. Unless he will just not believe that it had happened to him.<br/>Michel had walked to what the legends said that it was haunted. He loved going to what people said it was haunting. He explored each inch of the graveyard. Coming upon a tomb. It was middle of dusk. He took the tomb last. Seeing that it was the only one in the graveyard. He took out a crow bar. Breaking the seal that was covering the tomb. Then coming upon a stone door. He pulled the stone door open. Taking him a long time to open. He opens the door. Once the door was open. He looks in. Waving his flash light around, looking in the dusty tomb. Spider webs covered the walls along with moss. He looked around. He wondered why the graveyard was haunted. On the sign that stood among the graveyard boarders warned about the graveyard. What he didn't know what that sign was made to protect those of which who would find the danger in the graveyard. As he walked around. He got the feeling of he was being watched. He waved his flashlight in every dark corner he found. Rat scattered around the tomb. He wasn't really bothered. The only thing that bothered him was the feeling of he was being watched. 'what is the dead alive and watching me' he said in his head. He laughed at the thought. No one could be in the tomb but the dead. He There was no way a live person could get in. Unless someone followed him in. And got in with out him knowing.