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Night has come and the ground is covered in a sickly fogbank

Creeping up to the rusty gate I force it open

Tombs surround me I must be at some ancient graveyard

Cryptic markings this must be since long abandoned

I feel as though I'm being watched

The shadows dance at the corner of my eye

Eyes are moving I try to find some place of respite

Then a stranger lays his hand upon my shoulder

I turn around and I see a figure in black vestment

He greets me welcome have you come to stay here as the others

Frozen with fear confusion stalls my reply

Who are you what do you mean

I am the old gravekeeper

I tend to these graves and their residents

I am lost now where am I please can't you help me

All I want is to find my way back into town

His response is an empty glare and then he smiles

Nodding slowly he raises his hand and points the way

Frozen with fear confusion stalls my reply

Thank you I'll be on my way

With no one else to beseech for help

My only hope is to trust this man

Frozen with fear I start to make my way out

Finally made my way home