I knew that Lucy sometimes liked to go and sit quietly in the churchyard, so I hurried out into the night to look for her.
And I found her. She was sitting in the churchyard, white in the moonlight, and I thought I saw something dark behind her – some thing dark and horrible. Slowly, Its head moved nearer to Lucy. Afraid, I called out, ‘Lucy! Lucy!’ A white face and burning red eyes looked up at me – and then, nothing! Lucy was alone, asleep in the moonlight. I woke her, and she gave a little cry. She put her hands to her neck, and I saw that there were tow little drops of blood there.