Chapter+15

With no idea where they were going, Lizzie, Bella and Sam stumbled through the streets, running away from the thought of what was inside the house. The streets were empty, apart from the occasional car or two that drove past. The sky was dark, almost black, and it was very clear, with stars hanging from the sky. Rain began to pour down, thunder roared and lightning crashed. They reached a church, which stood about a mile away from the house. They quickly clambered in. The church looked like it was abandoned, it was also cold, dark and gave off a ghostly pressence. "Hello?" Whimpered Sam. "Is anybody here?". The church remained quiet, the thunder roared outside and lightning flashed through the colorful stained glass windows. Suddenly, they heard the sound of dripping, like a tap that hadn't been turned off properly. The sound stopped, and soon Lizzie, Bella and Sam fell asleep on the floor of the Church. The floor was cold, and what looked like dead flies had sank into the stone floor. They slept for what felt like hours, but suddenly awoke, startled. There was a loud crash of thunder and the heavy, stone door swang open. There, standing by the door, was the priest, Clutching an axe, and blood was dripping from it.

Great imagery Good plot What about it being 1am.