Ghost in the Night

Hunger swept through like a ghost in the night. Slowly, but fatally through the village. The people become skeletons and walk as dead through the streets. Scrounging about, searching for survival. Survival is no where to be found. Nothing goes into the mouths of the young and they become old, weak, and frail; about to fall apart. Once baby-faced children with lives to live are now sickening frames. Rigid and unable to hold onto life. Without a source of life, how can they go on?