“Hey buddy, are you okay?” the cemetery groundskeeper asked, as he helped the man who passed out in front of the tomb to his feet.
The groundskeeper handed Charles a handkerchief and said, “You’ve got a bit of a gash on your forehead. Let me take you to the office. The adjunct director, Mr. Natas, is on duty and he can get you cleaned up.
Charles was a little unsteady on his feet, and the groundskeeper gave him a hand as they walked toward the cemetery’s office. “I guess I didn’t look too suave back there when I passed out,” Charles said when he was introduced to Mr. Natas. “I was on my way to visit my late wife’s grave when I felt a blast of cold air coming from that open tomb. I looked over and saw what appeared to be the devil himself rising from it. Then he beckoned me to join him in the tomb. That’s when I must have lost consciousness.”
“You know,” Mr. Natas said in a comforting voice, “a number of visitors to this cemetery, especially at this time of year with Halloween just right around the corner, have complained about unusually cold air around that particular tomb. Some have even claimed to have seen an apparition of a Satan-like being. But I can assure, Charles, nothing like that has ever actually happened.” Mr. Natas’ eyes suddenly got bloodshot, his ears grew to sharp points, and an evil, sardonic smile crossed his face. “So don’t you worry, Charles, you’re in good hands and I promise that I will take very good care of you.”
Written for KL Caley’s #writephoto prompt. Photo credit: KL Caley. Also for these daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (thanks), My Visual Blog (better), Your Daily Word Prompt (adjunct), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (suave), The Daily Spur (devil), and Word of the Day Challenge (apparition).