Chapter 2: The Graveyard

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As they walked through the iron gates of the cemetery, the girls couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The graves were old and overgrown, and the air felt heavy and oppressive.

"This place gives me the creeps," Sarah whispered, hugging herself.

"Come on, don't be such a baby," Emily laughed. "We're just here to have some fun."

They walked deeper into the graveyard, trying to find the most "haunted" looking graves to take pictures of. As they snapped selfies in front of a particularly creepy headstone, they heard a faint whisper on the wind.

"Who's there?" Maggie called out, her voice shaking.

There was no response, but the girls couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched.

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