The three of you walk for ages through the large graveyard. Tombstones surround you on every side, a low lying fog slowly covering the earth as you proceed forward. The air is filled with the sounds of Owls, and bats screaming overhead, sudden snaps and howls in the distance, and Mark’s relentless whining.
“There is no way we can follow the footsteps. This stupid fog is way too thick! I can’t see my own feet, let alone foot prints”
Debra chimes in from a few feet away, waving you towards her “Gals, come look at this!”
It appears that Debra found something. “This was just lying on top of a grave, I barely saw it” She holds out the torn paper, it looks like a map. A dotted line illustrates a path from the entrance, leading to one of the larger structures in the cemetery. The foot prints are near impossible to see, so it looks as though this is your best bet.
You press on, following the map to the best of your ability - A few minutes go by, and sure enough, you reach a stone crypt with an open gate. Two lit torches illuminate the entrance, The words “This way” are written in blood on the walls!
You notice the fog starting to rise, if it keeps up, you have a matter of minutes before you won’t be able to see anything at all! Looks as though you need to make a quick decision.