The funeral
Mark woke up with a start as the alarm clock rang down his ear he slowly got off the mattress in his mate jacks room and realized that everyone was already up he grunted as he got up realizing that today was the funeral he sighed and got into his black suit little did he know his life was going to change today.
He walked down the stairs and was welcomed by a delicious smell of pancakes his stomach growled in hunger and he went into the kitchen.
Standing over a frying pan was jacks mum Lisa with a sullen expression on her face and looked over towards where mark was now standing and stood up right in her black dress "how did you sleep honey" she asked slowly knowing he obviously hadn't slept that well due to the fact he had big bags under his eyes.
"decent thanks" he replied lying
"ok do you want anything to eat?" she asked
"no I'm good thanks" he replied
"ok we best get going don't want to be late" she said
as they got into the car he noticed that there was a man standing on the opposite side of the road.
He thought nothing of it and went into the church and went on with the funeral but it all came back to him when he saw the same man go into a back room in the after mass.
Cautiously he followed him down the marble stairs into the tombs below.