The one in Marshfield Grove was still standing But it was boarded up and locked tight The one in Hilltop Cemetery and this one in Evergreen had fallen down decades ago Mitch swept the light over the stones He stopped when a pair of eyes shined back at him from a space between the rocks A raccoon 10
The eyes disappeared The only services in this chapel are held by ghosts Mitch thought They must have been ringing the bells Ghost bells There aren’t any real bells here But then he heard a soft chiming from the corner of the foundation Bing bing bing Mitch stepped toward the sound BING Mitch jumped as the next chime tore through him He dropped the flashlight He picked up the light and shined it toward the sound He saw a rusty 12
trash barrel It was vibrating from being hit There’s the church bell he thought Who hit it Something scurried away and Mitch heard laughter He stared at the barrel Who’s there he asked There was no reply Mitch didn’t move He shined the light into every corner Everything was still After a few minutes he turned to go back home And he fell flat on the ground 13
