Glancing fearfully at the tombstones, Alice strode at a pace close to running. She was taking the cemetery because the other street was filled with the notorious Skull guys.
Halfway through the cemetery, a wind picked up and dust started swirling all around her. She had to protect her eyes from the dust with her hands.
But over the sound of the wind she could hear lots of tombstones creaking. Glancing at them, her senses fled her as from all the graves the dead flooded out, all moving towards her. They were all urgently whispering to her, filling her ears with tales from beyond the grave.
She took to her heels only to discover that they were everywhere and had blocked her path. Dragging her back, they made her listen to every horrendous tale they had to tell.
The next morning, a passer-by found her lying across a grave, unconscious and with blood dripping from her ears.