Musical Graves by Derek A Schneider

Author:Derek A Schneider
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: ghost, ghost romance, ghost adventure

On the other side of the graveyard, unbeknownst to all of its residents, a mausoleum door slid open with all the patient care of the creature that hid within. From the slight opening in the door a long, tentacle like finger made its presence known, searching and probing the world outside.

When the thing felt the warmth of the morning sun beating down on it’s skin, the appendage retreated back into the darkness and the being waited with unwavering diligence for night to fall.

When the sun went down and David climbed out of his grave into the swirling fog that hung over the graveyard, the first thing he did was look for Sabrina among the members of his old family. The other ghosts were preparing for another night of festivities and paid little notice to the smoky haired spirit and his childlike desire to see the new girl.

“Hello again,” a sweet voice said from behind him. He turned and there she was, just as pretty as the previous evening. Just as…sad. He supposed he hadn’t noticed it the night before, but there was a sorrowful lilt to her smile. He believed she was genuinely glad to see him, but there was no doubt that something else was weighing heavily on her mind.

“What is it, Sabrina?” he asked.

“I don’t know,” she said with a shake of her head. “Perhaps nothing.”

“Maybe I can help to lighten your mood,” he said.

A little of the sadness seemed to leave her eyes and she replied; “Maybe you can.”

They began to walk together back toward the others. “I know another party is about to begin,” David mentioned.

“Do they do this every night?”

“Oh yes. There’s not much else to do when you’re dead.”

“Yeah, I guess there wouldn’t be.”

“If you’d rather we could-”

“‘Ello, everyone,” a jolly yet monstrous voice interrupted.

A cheer went up and David smiled. “Ah, Kazul is here. He’s great fun, you’ll like him.”

Standing in front of them was the imposing figure of Kazul the demon. He was a tall creature, with horns atop his head that weren’t really horns at all, no matter how much he insisted otherwise. They stretched back from his forehead, two triangular shapes that laid flat against his head, but moved and pulsated like extra appendages that were only there to protect his exposed skull.

The demon’s hands were also strange in that he didn’t have the full set of fingers. Instead, each hand had a thumb, an index finger, and a third finger that was coiled up under the palm. And when that finger was unfurled, it resembled a long tentacle that David was sure had a great many uses.

Hell had always been a little behind the times on western culture. This was made evident by the serape that was wrapped around Kazul’s shoulders and the chewed up cigar that was sticking out between his cracked lips. The big thing in the underworld for the past several years was Clint Eastwood and his spaghetti westerns.

“Kazul,” old Johnny Coalfield (a ghost that still

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