The Third Gravestone
You smell something foul. Oh no, please don't
let it be your ex! Oh wait..you just stepped
in some doggie doodle. You pull some kleenex
out of your woofermom purse and lean on the
gravestone to clean your high heeled maribou
mules. You feel lightheaded and dizzy.
You feel so strange.. like you are dissolving..
You feel like you are being transported...
Click on the gravestone.
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