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"Revamping the Cemetery" by dinha_reeves
It was a pleasant afternoon in the Haunted Woods and a Ghost Chia named Specter was resting on a tombstone in the game graveyard when his attention was suddenly drawn by the shout of Earl, an approaching Halloween Blumaroo. "It's all wrong! It's all wrong!" shouted the Blumaroo in a clear tone of indignation. "What are you talking about, Earl?" "Well, look at this place, Specter!" Blumaroo pointed, waving his arms at the space around him. "Can't you see that this is wrong?!" "But... what?" Without understanding, Specter looked around. Everything looked as usual, there was nothing different about the place and he couldn't understand what Earl was talking about. "We're in a graveyard, Specter, a CEMETERY!" Ghost Chia put his hand on his chin. "Yeah... and what about it...?" "Can't you see? This place is... nice!" Earl grimaced and then shook his head. "This is a cemetery, it's supposed to be scary and dark, not... nice and pleasant... Look, there are even butterflies here!" Earl sounded indignant at a pink butterfly that was landing on the gravestone behind Specter. Upon hearing this, the Ghost Chia took another look around, now with a different perspective, and realized that this cemetery didn't even look like a cemetery. Apart from the tombstones of the...
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