Chapter 14. - Freaked out. Percival's P.O.V.

‘Those stories really were freaky.’ I thought as I walked along one of the corridors in the Eastern wing of Camelot. I gripped my sword tightly as I walked. The shadows in the corner of every corridor gave me the creeps, the larger ones especially. Every time I walked past one of the shadows I always glanced back just to make sure that there was no member of the army of the dead coming for me.

A deep moaning sound came from behind me and I drew my sword about to strike the live corpse down but it was only Gwaine. “Gwaine!!! Don’t do that!!!!” I yelled.

“Oh sorry did I scare you?” he asked mockingly, I swung my sword at him in a mock attack.

“Whoa. Careful.” He said, jokingly. His face blanched.

“That scared you. Now get lost!!” I yelled.  He ran off up the corridor. I sighed and as I turned round there in front of me stood the army of the dead......