Chapter 295

A black-colored dog was chained to the tree stump.

The sun had not fully risen yet, and the security guard seemingly in his eighties was fast asleep.

The black-colored dog was also curled up in its bed, its ears flicking as it slept.

Seemingly having heard a sound, the dog’s ears perked as it sat up, a warning glint in its eyes.

“Woof! Woof! Woof…”

The dog stood and barked incessantly toward the darkness.

The guard jolted awake and rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he grabbed the flashlight from his table and walked out of the guardhouse.

Soon, Nash and Finn arrived at the guardhouse.

The words on the mausoleum’s gates had worn off, turning “Young Gardens” into “You Gardens”.

Parts of the wall had fallen in on itself, and the place was overgrown with weeds.

“Who… who are you?”

The guard glanced at the two men fearfully.

He had seen the burlap sacks they were holding, which were soaked red in blood.

“I’m here to pay respects to my family!”

Nash spoke in a low voice.

“Pay respects to your family?”

does that in the middle

up and leave, or I’ll let

walked over to the stump that the

Finn exchanged

the guard and jumped

guard turned around with the dog’s leash in

got scared,

from a glance that you were

gleefully chained the dog back

he returned to the guardhouse

Inside the mausoleum.

three hundred tombstones filled

dazedly at the tombstones, a stabbing pain

Young family had had such a glorious past.

they were reduced to piles of

middle of

of various sizes were

of the largest

Young Family

either side.

to his wife.

tombstones belonging to family members born in the generation after that lay

the name “Wolfgang Young”

was one that read “Here Lies Ruby

what his mother’s name was.

retrieved the candles he

juggernauts’ heads were placed

so eager to

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