I peered through my window to have a look at the nearby graveyard. I could see something... floating up through the fog in the graveyard. It squinted and tried to look through the fog. I was shocked. It was unbelievable. I never believed in such things, but it did exist. It was the Graveyard Gary, the Graveyard Guardian. Just like the Mobile Muggles had predicted. The Graveyard Gary had returned, to search for its lost leg, even though it didn't need one.. its just floated across the fog.The thing... seemed to look like a horse, or maybe a wolf/pig hybrid, hiding itself in the dark eerie fog. I couldn't see any of its legs though. So I wasn't sure if all of its legs were lost. But its eerie eyes were adamant on finding its long lost leg, just as the Mobile Muggles had predicted.
It came up to a grave. It started digging. I could see the tombstone tilting towards the tower, the tower that was the life of the Mobile Muggles. It was throwing up dirt all over the place. And suddenly I heard a clink. The "shoe" of the horsey thingy clinked againt the tombstone. The thing cried in agony, as if to say... "Oh no... please... not this leg too"...
(to be continued)
