As I entered my car I saw boarded up houses, that sent a chill down my spine. The paint ethier pealing off, or freshly painted in graffiti. The sky turned grey like it was going to cry. I wanted to look at the houses so I took a deep breath and put my pack of cigarettes, my keys and my cellphone just incase.
I took the board down infront of the door that was poorly mounted on it. I opened the door and peaked in. “HOLY..” I closed the door real fast, ran and proceeded to slip right on my butt.
“Dammit” I screamed as I tryed to grasp the ice I slipped on. I felt somthing on my shoulder and I looked back and saw him. A man in a white coat with a pointy hood.
“NEVER COME BACK HERE OR I ’LL KILL YOU .” he said in this voice that sounded sort of raspish like he’d been smoking for many years.
I ran off to my car in fear of my life and flipped open my cellphone.
I called 911 faster than you can spell call, and losing my breath I got out “KKK!”
“What mam’?” the lady on the line asked me.
“THE KKK …—”