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

man. “Hurry up and leave, or I’ll let the

over to the stump that the dog

and Finn exchanged

two brushed past the guard and jumped over the 10-foot tall

leash

got scared,

a glance

gleefully chained the dog back to

returned to the guardhouse

Inside the mausoleum.

tombstones filled

the tombstones, a

Young family had had such

reduced to

the middle of the

sizes were arranged in a

in front

Christopher Young, Young Family Patriarch” were

placed on either side. These belonged to Young family members that were

to his wife.

in

found the tombstone with the name “Wolfgang Young” etched into it. That one belonged

was one

what his mother’s name

the candles he had prepared

all seven juggernauts’ heads were

Nash was so

be Nash’s

the Green

front of it thrice before saying, “Grandpa… I have brought you the heads of

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