December 12, 1999 12:00 am
Shaylie Wilkins lay in the bell tower, of the local church, surrounded by blood. Between her cry's for help and coughing up blood, she managed to drag herself over to the bell rope. Shaylie had just enough strength in her body to pull the rope hard enough to ring the bell. Curious, a few couples near the bell tower went to see who was ringing the bell so late at night. By the time the people had found Shaylie, she had passed out from blood loss and didn't remember much. 2 hours later.
Shaylie slowly opened her eye's and observed her surroundings. There was a smal