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 An hour went by and Jim started spacing out during the funeral and noticed something strange. His eyes were casually darting around the cemetery and he noticed a grave with the old man’s name engraved in the slab of stone. Jim quickly caught Mark’s attention when he nicked on Mark’s suit. Mark’s emotions were all over the place. He felt a sense of sadness, confusion and anger all at once. He didn’t know what to feel. The lettering on the gravestone said "Patrick Fitzgerald’’. It was the possible name of that old man...

“I don’t understand. He can’t be dead. We both saw him yesterday!” said Mark, confused.

“Maybe it’s a different Patrick,” said Jim with confusion written all over his face. 

“How could we see a dead person in front of us when he's dead!” wondered Mark. They looked quite lost with their situation.

“I don't know Mark…I am confused as you are,” said Jim looking at his friend.

“Maybe we should go and look at the grave later?” Mark asked with a sad tone in his voice, as he was still traumatized from the old house and from losing his grandpa.

A few days passed and both boys went back to the cemetery, both wanting to find the grave that some clues had left behind. Jim was walking back to the place where his friend's grandpa was buried. He was looking around for a grave with the name “Patrick Fitzgerald”. Suddenly their eyes land

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