Her voice cried from the grave. The part of her that was dead could not

stop the inevitable. This horrible, intangible force could not be quelled.

It screamed in the pitch black of darkness!  It whispered in the moaning

winds after dusk. Two eerie lights stared at the pendulous moon that

had deserted her so utterly years ago.

     Then, the faint greenish glow revealed a horror too terrible to

imagine, as a ghastly form emerged from the untouched earth. It was

ready...ready to begin a reign of terror in the small hometown that had

destroyed her...ready to avenge anyone and anything that had so

mercilessly abandoned her!