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The Graveyard

The Graveyard

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Horror
The night was so cold, I couldn't feel my arms or legs. The rope cut into my arms, but I couldn't feel any pain. I looked up at the sky trying to see the moon, but to no avail. Then I heard something. It sounded like something was coming my way. (Under Construction) -Image is not my own.
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