Chapter 295

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?”

hell does that in the

was a vigilant man. “Hurry up and leave, or

over to the stump that

and Finn

guard

dog’s leash

got scared, didn’t

a glance that you

chained the dog back to the

to the guardhouse to

Inside the mausoleum.

three hundred tombstones

tombstones, a stabbing

Young family had had

reduced to

the middle

of various sizes were

front of the

Christopher Young, Young Family Patriarch”

than Christopher’s were placed on either side. These belonged to Young family members

to his wife.

tombstones belonging to family members born in the

Young” etched into it. That one belonged to his

his father’s tombstone was one that read “Here Lies Ruby

what his

the candles he had prepared in

juggernauts’ heads were placed

so eager to

be Nash’s family

the Green Bamboo

in front of it thrice before saying, “Grandpa…

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