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You don't know how you got here but you are standing in front of a cemetery. Looking around you realise that the shouting you heard was coming from the graveyard, or maybe it was just the wind. You stand and think for a second, and then decide that it would be better to see that everything was ok than have the feeling on your conscience.

Walking up to the gates you gently push them and they swing open.







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