The cemetery gates creak open as the night falls on Halloween. Zombies, with their rotting flesh and vacant eyes, claw their way out of the graves. Their moans echo through the still air. Skeletons, rattling their bones, rise up and start to form a macabre parade. Some are missing limbs but still move with an eerie grace. Ghostly figures float above, their transparent forms adding to the horror. A mummy, wrapped in tattered bandages, shuffles forward, and a werewolf howls in the distance, as if announcing the return of all these undead beings to the world of the living
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