the graveyard desserts.
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since young, milo had been told a folk tale about the graveyard near the outskirts of town.
it was said that a young boy had died there, after visiting the graveyard. later on, they discovered him, lying on mud with his eyes wide open, and his skin a milky white.
the cause of his death? a muffin.
milo thinks it's just a story to scare the little children away from the graveyard.
or is it?
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