Eve and Vincent walked quietly through the rows and columns of the graves that were placed in Woodlock's cemetery. The cemetery keeper was nowhere in sight, while most of the people of the town had returned to their houses as it was the middle of the night.
"Can we not do it tomorrow?" Eve asked him, watching Vincent sway the shovel back and forth in excitement as he walked in front of her. It felt like somehow, they always gravitated around the graves.
"What's the fun in doing it tomorrow, when we can witness the look of shock on people when they see a dead man back to life," Vincent responded to her, turning to look at her over his shoulder with a grin on his face.
