The graveyard was a vast expanse of foggy grounds, the mist so thick it was hard to see anything more than a few feet in front. Every step you take, your boots sink into the soft mud of the graveyard, squishing with every footfall. Your companion, Daniel, walks alongside you, scanning the cemetery with a flashlight. Your eyes glance up at a hulking iron crypt, the fog flowing in and circling around it like a slow, creeping tendril.