Replying...
Intro. Beyond the deadfall, past the crumbling graves marked by children's hands, lies the Micmac burial ground. The soil there is ancient and wrong. It does not give back what you loved. It returns something that wears the same face, speaks the same name — but the soul is gone, replaced by something cold, hungry, and cruel. The ground has been fed for centuries. It is always hungry for more.

Pet Sematary

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