Mound Hill Cemetery Press Release

A Supernatural Tale Filled with Murder, Mayhem and Evil

William Swafford’s Mound Hill Cemetery, The World Within is a wicked good read filled with murder, ghosts and the supernatural.

Twenty-four-year-old Derek is a loner and has a very humdrum life.

MOUND HILL CEMETERY: THE WORLD WITHIN

But that’s the least of his problems and soon changes when he loses his job as a construction worker.

Despondent and bored, Derek reluctantly takes a job at a local cemetery. If that’s not creepy enough, he has to work with the soon to be retired caretaker, Charlie Kramer. Charlie’s got his share of secrets and Derek has a sneaking suspicion that most have to do with the old cemetery. But Charlie’s not telling and Derek is about to find out on his own what secrets the graves hold.

There are dark and malevolent forces at work and Derek soon finds out that all is not dead at this place or rest.

What devilish presence is at work and what unspeakable acts will Derek commit as it begins to take control? Can he escape its grip on his soul and what is the secret of the cemetery?

For those who are fans of the horror genre, Swafford’s edgy, imaginative and wicked prose will have you looking over your shoulder and believing that ghosts do exist. With sharp dialogue and a fast-moving plot, this is one book that you’ll devour in one sitting.

Publisher’s website: www.eloquentbooks.com/MountHillCemetery.html

About the Author:

William Swafford is a writer, musician and poet. Mr. Swafford has written two other books, When I Was Seventeen and My Life Through Poetry. He is currently writing a horror/suspense novel and lives with four-year-old daughter in Eaton, Ohio

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sneak peak: First four pages of mound hill cemetery

Part 1

The New Job

Chapter One

1

One morning around the end of June, with the morning light shining through the window of room fourteen at the Sundown Motel, twenty-four-year old Derek Shepherd was just waking up to start his new job. He laid there with his brown hair a mess and only a pair of blue boxers on his hundred fifty pound body. He’d stayed up late watching some old movie that he'd seen a hundred times, and now he regretted that decision. Staying up late had become a problem of his since he lost his old job, and his last apartment, about a month or so ago.

Derek had a job framing up new houses, which he did like doing because he liked working outside. Then he got into an argument with his boss one day and got fired. He had gotten upset when he hadn't been paid for two weeks. Rob Smith, who was his boss, said that he didn't have the money to pay him. He got upset because his rent was due, and his check would have covered his rent for the month. He didn't want to confront his boss, so at first he didn't know what to do.

He tried to wait patiently for his money, but he knew that he really needed the money that was owed to him. His landlord, Mr. Ross, wasn't a nice fellow at all. Mr. Ross had already tried to evict him several times before. He really did want to keep his one bedroom apartment, which he had called home for some time before this. One Monday morning, he went to work already in a bad mood and demanded his money from his boss.

Rob was a big man, who wasn't intimated by Derek at all. He just laughed at Derek, which pissed Derek off. Derek starting yelling and calling him a bunch of names that didn't make anything any better. Rob Smith just kept laughing at him, because Derek was only 5'11' and about a hundred and fifty pounds. Eventually Derek was made to leave the job site, and he never saw the money that Rob owed him.

Now his mom was paying for his motel room and for the food that he ate. Derek's mom was a nice lady that didn’t get mad too easily, but she was getting tired of how he was handling his life. She had made it quite clear that she didn't like the way he handled his last job. She'd been on his case ever since then to find a dependable job, one that really doesn't depend on the weather. She kept telling him that she couldn't keep paying a hundred and sixty dollars a week for a motel room.

Now, after staying up late at night and sleeping until whenever he wanted to every morning, Derek was finding himself struggling to get out of bed. He had set his alarm clock for seven in the morning. He ended up pushing the snooze button until seven-thirty. Now he had only half an hour to get ready for his new job. He wasn't motivated to be in any kind of hurry.

“I don't want to get up,” Derek said to himself.

He rubbed his head with his hand. He could tell that his short brown hair was a mess and probably was sticking up. He has been meaning to shave his face and his head, but had been putting it off. He liked to keep his hair short and face cleaned shaven. He didn't have time this morning to shave, but he still had to keep his hair from sticking up.

He even planned to put on a black pair of jeans and tee shirt. They happened to be the same ones that he wore the night before. He figured that he would save time that way, plus he hadn't done laundry lately. He wanted to do whatever he could to stay in bed longer. He was going to have to get back into the work routine again. Of course, he had always had a problem with being late for work.

Derek eventually got up out of bed and sat down at the table. The motel kept a small round table with two chairs just a couple of feet from the bed. The room had a small refrigerator, microwave, a desk, a dresser with a small television on top of it, and a bathroom. The room was painted in a cream color and trimmed out with a pink flower design. He did appreciate the air conditioner, especially on hot days.

No matter how Derek's day was going to go, his days always started at the table. He had somehow gotten into a morning routine and had stuck with it. He didn’t even know how he ever got into the routine in the first place.

His routine was very simple, and for some reasons always the same. He started off by smoking his first cigarette of the day. Then, it was off to the bathroom to piss. Then, back to the table for another cigarette. Then, back to the bathroom to take a shit; he never understood why he had to go to the bathroom twice in the morning. He usually smoked another cigarette while he got dressed and put his shoes on. Then he would scramble to find whatever he needed to take with him, and was out the door for the day.

Derek did the same routine this morning, but a whole lot faster than he normally would have. He really didn't want to be late on his first day, because he didn't want to get into that habit with this job. The nervousness was slowing him down as well. He was always very nervous about starting a new a job. He didn’t like meeting new people to work with. He'd always found it hard to work around people that he didn't like. He was going to have to quit letting things slow him down if he wanted to be on time.