The Arms of Death

“Cuuuuuuurse you!” said the elderly man in an eerie voice, “Cuuuuuuurse you forever, you ignorant youth. May the arms of death embrace you and everything you do forever and eeever. May they embrace everyone in you whooooooooole family, and all of your acquaintances. In all of your business and all you do, may the arms of death enfold you. You will lose the one you love most, and your own offspring shall turn against you, for the rest of your days. Cuuuuuuuuurse you FOREVER! The arms of death shall never depart from you and your posterity, until the day you diiiiiiiiie.” He started to shake, just a quiver at first, but then more violently. He slid off his chair and onto the floor. Davey and Jenny watched in horror. White foam oozed from his mouth and his eyes rolled back in his head.