Next morning I'll drop it on my exam sheets as they are still fresh in my memory.
I always did that even if I felt I knew the content. It was just easy to read it all in one go...
And that was the beginning of my torment. Every night, while the rest of the world slept, I'd go lurking around graveyards in search of freshly buried humans to dig up and send to my family down below.
That would be an awful life! Surely there's a better way to help them...
Great story, I never expected that ending!
RE: The Boy That Never Sleeps