One dark, windy night, the town drunk was meandering his way home after the bar closed. Somehow he got turned around and ended up walking through the churchyard instead of taking the road home. The wind picked up and he thought he could hear a voice calling his name. Suddenly, the ground opened up in front of him, and he fell down, down into an open grave. He could hear the voice clearer now, calling to him. He knew it was a demon, coming for him just like the preacher had said earlier, because he was the town drunk. "Look at me!!" the demon yelled. The next day: