Breaking dawn barcelona

Okay thinking of Письмо a new story heres a little bit.

The winding, overgrown path lies before me. I'd always been good with horror Фильмы but this was too much. Stupid car breaking down in a place like this. Why did this house have to be the first one I came to. My first step triggered something. As my foot landed on the hard gravel with a soft thud, it all started. Suddenly the wind picked up and turned into a blowing gale, throwint the leaves into a swirl around me. My vision became blurred making the mossy ground before me disappear. The trees, hung low at an akward angle as if held there...