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>two Sundays ago (6 months anniversary for boyfriend and I)
>with the boyfriend (R), friend (D), and some guy i just met that day (J)
>all very bored, R suggests to go on a tour of some local cemetery
>all agree, but I was hesitant because I'm not a fan of cemeteries
>drive up to cemetery gates, no one there yet since we were 30 minutes early
>R sees sign that says the tour is $10 per person
>all broke and sad (i was a bit relieved!) because there's nothing else to do
>J suggests just going into the cemetery anyways since it'd be free
>all agree, i was a bit uneasy
>park car deep in cemetery on some gravel road
>D and J run ahead to explore, R and myself stay behind walking hand-in-hand spouting off cutesy shit
>J calls for us to come over
>walk over, no sign of D
>J says that D and himself discovered a small path in some dense bush
>before i could get a word in, R and J walk into the bush
>walk behind them, the path leads downwards
>when it ended, there was a very beautiful grassy field with a small creek.
>R and J already ahead and still not sign of D, run over to the two
>J says D went into another path and that we should follow
>really worried about D at this point
>we all walk through the second path, and then we all heard D call out to us
>i noticed his tone of voice was angry and very concerned
>path ends, we're all met with a huge brick wall
>i assumed it was the back wall of a mausoleum
>D standing at one side of the wall, staring at it
>all walk over to see what he was looking at
>handprints in blue paint everywhere.
>all very uneasy, i decided to take pictures.
>R and D go off, and i'm left with J.
>really tense silence, decided to ask J what he thought of the handprints
>"It's probably just the Alchemists again." and he walks off to R and D
>wat
