SchuylerVanAllen

The air was cooler than I had expected. In fact, it was too cold. Had the heater broke? "Mark, am I the only one who's actually chilly?" I asked without opening my eyes. I didn't want to get up really. I was having a nice dream before I woke up. I heard nothing but silence as a reply. That was slightly unnerving. "Mark?" I finally opened my eyes only to find I was not in my coffin with Mark. I was in some nasty old coffin that seemed too dusty and moldy to be sanitary. My eyes looked around sharply. If I was not at home, then where the hell was I, and how did I get there? And if Mark wasn't there, then where was he? "H-hello?" I ask