Seeking the Panthom Hiding In the Graveyard

Where's that derisive phantom hiding? Why is he so cunning? There are thousands of graves exposed to hovering ravens... searching for cold flesh just buried in the thick fog slowly rising! I seem to hear a distant laughter...come out despicable phantom, I'll end your irony with this weapon with a precise shot! Ah, you still laugh...thinking I wouldn't? Dare me! The clouds may be too dark for this November noon, but I came to this graveyard to honor the restless Dead, not to spread useless terror like you are trying to do soon... show your scary face, nothing frightens me! I've got lead! I intend to defy you by all necessary means, be it grit, revenge, anger, disdain...but not fear! How can you instill such horrendous thoughts in those gullible teens? They can't end their young lives with your sly voice ringing in their ear! I am merely a mortal threatening a cadaverous immortal... so guile, coward and vengeful who deceives souls, corrupts minds and changes fates; who ever said that his strength or astuteness is invincible? Until I am alive...I will surely trudge through this cemetery to spot your ghostly traces!