Ready?Matthew asks, his voice low, almost lost in the night. You nod, your heart racing with a mixture of fear and adrenaline. You don’t really believe in ghosts, but something about the graveyard tonight feels different — like the past is alive, waiting to be uncovered. The faint sound of an owl hoots in the distance, but it’s barely louder than the pulse in your ears. Tonight feels like it might be more than just a game.
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