Quietly,Harry  climbed out of the window and slid down the tree like a fire man. He ran down the street as fast as a car, the more he looked back the more he was worried. Five minutes later ,Harry entered the terrifying, abandoned graveyard.

His heart raced. It was freezing cold, somebody or something was awaiting, Harry hesitated. The bark of the trees was wet and soft like a sponge. Something moves trains. What was it?

Two minutes later a disgusting smell is coming from the bus and Harry wasn’t sure to go after the smell, but finally Harry took the risk and when. The smell got more disgusting Harry got finally there but nothing was there, just a little fire burning out.