“That is literally the dumbest option” Mark replies, looking at you with a judgmental stare.

He’s not wrong

“Yeah, but aren’t you curious?” Debra says, pushing open the gate, taking a couple of dramatic steps inside. She put’s her over sized teddy bear head back on, and holds her arms out sideways “If we run in to any bad guys, I’ll maul em!” she growls moving her arms in front of herself like a velociraptor. You clang the hilt of your sword into the front of your shield and move in.

“…we’re going to get stabbed” you can hear Mark sigh from behind you, as he slowly drags his feet to join the two of you.

Your head is full exclusively with thoughts regarding your stupidity, this is in no way a good idea….But! You want to look cool, so into the cemetery it is. The three of you move slowly, doing your best to keep quiet, eyes darting around the area, ears perked up. You feel Debra tap your shoulder, turning to look at her, she gestures to the ground, foot prints!

“Those are going the other way” Mark says quietly. “Why would someone have to