Germa looked out over the tombstones and monuments that surrounded her. It was getting dark and the wind was picking up, the perfect atmosphere for a night in the cemetery

She sat down on a nearby gravestone and pulled her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them. She had been living in the cemetery for months now and had long since gotten used to the quiet, eerie atmosphere. However, tonight she couldn't shake the feeling that she wasn't alone. Despite the fact that she had never seen anyone else in the cemetery, she couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched

"Hello?.. Is someone there?"