100 Word Challange

“Come here” I shouted, “check out this sick cemetery” I told my best friend, “should we check it out” I ask, “sure” he replies. So carefully we push open  the Crimson gate that creaks as the hinges squeal from years of abandonment. We enter cautiously not wanting to disturb the misty presence of the dead we prepare to run frantically at the first sign of danger. I leap over a grave using my athletic skills to land safely away from the edge, unfortunately my best friend also tries to jump but his slight gut disables him from jumping the length easily and he lands on top of the grave. A look of horror arises on his face and I laugh and then feel scared, what does this mean will we be haunted for the rest of our lives at that moment a sound of thunder rages across the graveyard and without a moment's hesitation we run from the graveyard screaming, as we leave we don’t close the gate…...