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... tin looked around; the wilderness was desolate. Apart from the howling wind and rain, everything was eerily quiet.
Clearly, this was no prank.
"No, I can’t keep this thing."
He muttered to himself, a determined look flashing in his eyes.
He decided to take this ominous urn to the funeral home.
In his view, the people there should know how to deal with this kind of thing...
"The main thing is, I don’t dare to just throw this fucking thing away."
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