The hairs on the back of her neck bristle. Looking up, her gaze fell on a man and his cat. His eyes were black, as black as the cat he held.
A shiver ran through her as he continued to stare at her. For some reason she was frozen in place.
Then, he was moving. Slowly, he walked toward her.
Her heart quickened. He was close now, only a few feet away. His eyes never left hers.
Suddenly, he stopped. Knelt down, and placed a single rose on the grave next to where she stood before turning and walking away.