We recently had a test hole dug for a new septic drain field in our front yard. "Shouldn't be any problem," the contractor told us, "your dirt looks good." Several hours later, though, there was an unexpected commotion, heralded by a murder of loud crows. Then a specter began to emerge from the hole in broad daylight! Was there an old burial ground the real estate agent failed to mention all those years ago? "How many more are down there?" we wondered. Wayne began shoveling dirt back into the hole in a frantic attempt to keep the revenant from escaping... ...in the end, he was forced to drop his shovel and flee the scene as the creature climbed out of the hole. We're seriously on lockdown now, with the doors and windows bolted.
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