I stared at the tablets in disbelief, looking at them one by one, but I didn't recognize the names of the others. So many people, what the hell is going on?

The rain had stopped, but the wind was getting stronger, and everything in front of me seemed terrible.

I swallowed and foamed, suppressed my pounding heart, and prepared to go down.

It's all lined with urns and tablets, and there's no place to hide people.

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