on the misty lake bathed in the late winter moonlight stood a young boy of 20 clutching a shepherd's staff. The wind seemed to howl with the voice of a young child.
"Jack....Jaaack...why did you let me drown...why didn't you save me Jack...you lied Jack..."
Turning the boy saw a figure in the mist slowly approaching Emma Overland, his deceased sister who drown in this very lake two years prior. Tears forming in his eyes obscured my the thickening fog. Unable to look at the figure any longer the boy turned and clutched his staff.
"you're not Emma...."
"but I am Jack...I'm your sister...don't you love me Jack? I thought you did...so why did you let me die...you promised everything would be alright Jack...and now I'm dead under this lake...It's your fault Jack, if you kept your promise I would be alive. You lied Jack and now all I am is the spirit of a corpse...."
Clutching the staff and raising it above his head the boy shouted to the fog
"You're not Emma! You follow me....no one else can see you...no one can hear...why I don't care...all I know is that we're linked....To get rid of you...this demon who's taken my sisters form...!" Taking a shaky breath and looking towards the moon the boy muttered "It's for the best...heh, we'll finally be together Emma....I truly am sorry."
The staff was slammed against the ice with a thickening crack.
A hollow laugh filled the now silent lake. Amber eyes shinning in the darkness.