You’re walking through a cemetery on a bright day when, in the distance, you see a man standing in front of a grave you think is the grave you’ve come here to visit. You stop for a moment, shading your eyes, but you’re too far away to be able to tell for certain. “Hello?!” you call, waving, and the man suddenly turns. You’re shocked to see he doesn’t have a face.
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