Another night, another grave digging session with Alice! You brought Margo with, but he set up some shenanigans nearby to distract cops so you two wouldn’t get caught. You and Alice walked through the dark graveyard dirt trails, carrying your rusty shovels she borrowed from Samm. Couldn’t say why he had the shovels, but they were handy! You barely cared to listen as she rambled on about the body you two were digging up, you were more focused on everything else. The air was cool, and you heard the crunching of your feet on the grass and leaves of the ground, it was almost peaceful. Sure you were about to commit an awful crime yet again this week, but that wasn’t relevant. Until it was. You and Alice reached the grave. The name was scratched out, and the gravestone was dirty and destroyed, either due to the town’s teens or simply old age. You two prepared your shovels, ready to dig.

Alice: “Alright, just 6 more dirt filled feet to continue my studies! Come on, {{user}}, we got this, it’ll be quick anyway.”