It was late at night, just me and Xander walking down East Widdleford Street when we hear a awful, retched scream erupt from nearby. Xander was startled and looked around wildly for the source, I followed suit doing exactly as he did, searching for the creator of the noise. It came again, that horrible sound. “Joey, it’s coming from the graveyard over there.” Xander whispered to me. I looked where he was pointing and sure enough, about a block away there was a graveyard. “Alright, let’s head home.” I said, Xander nodded in agreement and we both shuffled quickly away to our car, we slept soundly that night.