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    Bear with me while I tell the story.

    Mercur cemetery is a lonely, godforsaken place. Once, a few miles up the canyon, was a somewhat prosperous gold town. Fires and bust eventually took it down, filling it's sad graves with busted dreams and forgotten stones.

    Now, the town is closed behind the gates of another gold mining concern.

    The cemetery remains open, lonely and desolate.

    Often visitors are armed with cameras, audio recorders and liquor bottles. The restless souls of Mercur's dead sometimes speak if the visitors know how to listen. Once you hear you learn just how lonely they really are.

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