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The Obituary Of Cole Peters
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Andrew Wilson
Prologue
This is a story written by the late Cole Peters himself moments before the tragedy of his death, it was found on a laptop at the scene of his grim death, describing his experience with the yet to be found culprit of his murder.
He will be missed by his family, friends, colleagues and community he was born on the sixth of June 1980 and passed away on the sixth of June 2006
This is a story written by the late Cole Peters himself moments before the tragedy of his death, it was found on a laptop at the scene of his grim death, describing his experience with the yet to be found culprit of his murder.
He will be missed by his family, friends, colleagues and community he was born on the sixth of June 1980 and passed away on the sixth of June 2006
He will be missed
Hi, my name is Cole Peters and this is my story as to how I ended up here. Today started with a scintillating morning I woke up full of joy and had fresh pancakes for breakfast, then I went to work and completed all of the work my boss could give me, I even got promoted and received a pay rise as the cherry top of the ice cream.
By the end of this astounding day a smile was engraved into my face, if only I knew what was to come.
By the end of this astounding day a smile was engraved into my face, if only I knew what was to come.
My trek home began, I strolled down the hallway of shadows that the streetlights projected and about one third of the way i strolled past the mangled remains of the Kira Manor.
It’s corroded walls, shattered fragments of windows, decimated chimney and the mysterious lights on the top floor were like the eyes of a malevolent beast, this alone made the Kira Manor infamous throughout the town but then I saw something nobody had seen in years when the door creaked open and a woman stood motionless in the doorway.
It’s corroded walls, shattered fragments of windows, decimated chimney and the mysterious lights on the top floor were like the eyes of a malevolent beast, this alone made the Kira Manor infamous throughout the town but then I saw something nobody had seen in years when the door creaked open and a woman stood motionless in the doorway.
My trek home began, I strolled down the hallway of shadows that the streetlights projected and about one third of the way i strolled past the mangled remains of the Kira Manor.
It’s corroded walls, shattered fragments of windows, decimated chimney and the mysterious lights on the top floor were like the eyes of a malevolent beast, this alone made the Kira Manor infamous throughout the town but then I saw something nobody had seen in years when the door creaked open and a woman stood motionless in the doorway.
It’s corroded walls, shattered fragments of windows, decimated chimney and the mysterious lights on the top floor were like the eyes of a malevolent beast, this alone made the Kira Manor infamous throughout the town but then I saw something nobody had seen in years when the door creaked open and a woman stood motionless in the doorway.
“Woman that house isn’t a place any sane person would want to stay” I out of concern for her safety. In response she looked up at me, her piercing stare caught my attention.
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you” I screamed at her to attempt to make her leave that horrible place her but it was futile so I gave up in dismay and kept walking. Two thirds of the way home I saw her again. This time she was under a streetlight, the light illuminated her face. Her pale skin had flesh torn from her face and rotting slashes covering her body. “Come with me I’m taking you to the hospital” I wasn’t giving her a choice But when she still stood with that cold emotionless expression plastered on her face. Under her breath she muttered “I will forever haunt you from under the cover of the moon” these words made me quiver now I ran only fueled by my desperation to escape this damned woman.
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you” I screamed at her to attempt to make her leave that horrible place her but it was futile so I gave up in dismay and kept walking. Two thirds of the way home I saw her again. This time she was under a streetlight, the light illuminated her face. Her pale skin had flesh torn from her face and rotting slashes covering her body. “Come with me I’m taking you to the hospital” I wasn’t giving her a choice But when she still stood with that cold emotionless expression plastered on her face. Under her breath she muttered “I will forever haunt you from under the cover of the moon” these words made me quiver now I ran only fueled by my desperation to escape this damned woman.
