Darkness Rising

In keeping with the theme of perishing children established in my previous post, I came across some exceptionally creepy graves at this cemetery I went to this weekend. How "Night of the Living Dead" is this place?
Particularly awesome is the fact that yes, that grave in the foreground is busted open, and it is hardly the only in a similar state of disrepair there. Some of the above-ground tombs have their lids complete broken in half, leaving the grave filled with water. I sort of wish that the bodies were still in there...sigh, a man can dream, can't he?

But back to the children, look at this grotesque baby-grave site. Christ, this was kind of stomach churning to see, and if Hollywood ever wants to really go over the top on a zombie movie, they should use a scene like this when corpses are re-animated.
You may have noticed a sinister mood running through this post, and I'll be honest, you would be correct. And there is only one place to lay the blame: Satanists. And really, what can't be reasonably blamed on those dodgy chaps? There is a burnt out husk of a church in the middle of this cemetery, and as I made my way towards it I heard the faint strains of gothic choral music wafting through the air. What the hell, right? Wait, here is a picture of the church you so can all imagine along with me.


Turns out that there were three people standing in front of the church with a boombox, blasting out their church music. Apparently I was just in time for the weekly Church of Our Dark Lord Beelzebub service, and being the considerate chap that I am, I didn't want to disturb them by taking pictures, so I went around to the back of the church to try and get some snapshots. Whoops, no luck round the back since there are two people about to have sex on that bench! Uh, maybe I'll come back a little later. After a half-hour walk I returned, and while the two people were still in pre-coital configuration, the Satanists were just packing up their Jukebox of Evil and getting ready to leave, allowing me to take a few photos of the remnants of the church. Walking just behind them, I overheard them talking about their plans for a wedding that was to take place at this church. Oh joy! I'd stumbled onto the set of the fucking Omen! Apparently a couple was looking forward to consummating their union, one set to give birth to Anti-Christ.

Hey, maybe it was that couple on the bench, actually, and that is why it was taking so long for them finally get to it...if you are going to bring about the Anti-Christ, you don't want him born out of wedlock, right? That's got to be some sort of badluck.