>Be me >used to hang out with a friend interested in the

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>Be me
>used to hang out with a friend interested in the occult, who was quite an expert
>one night, we went to a cemetery, he wanted to show me something
>the cemetery is pretty spoopy, neglected and smelly, with plenty of very old tombs
>he stops in front of a small , very low mausoleum and opens his bag
>holy shit he's got two sets of spade, talkie-walkie and torch
>he tells me we've got to dig
>I'm completely spooped, but fascinated.
>we remove the grass, dirt and weeds to uncover marble slabs, which we lift using the spades as levers
>wtf it smells so much, i go back a few steps
>after a while it gets less unbearable and we come closer to it
>there's a flight of stairs
>even more spooped, i looked at my friend, who didn't seem to be surprised
>he says i have to stay on the surface because it's too spoopy and he doesn't want me to break down
>he gives me the talkie walke and says we'll stay in touch as he goes into the tomb
>the light of his torch disappears in the tunnel
>5 minutes later, i hear a whisper in the talkie :"WTF! If you could see what I'm seeing!"
>too spooped to answer
>again his whisper :"It's monstrous--unbelievable!"
>i ask him what it is he has seen
>he whispers he cannot tell and his voice gets louder and louder as he panics
>he yells to me through the talkie, yelling me to put back the slab and get the fuck out of the cemetery
>i say i won't let him down
>he yells even louder, orders me to get out
>his voice gets gradually softer as he seems to be more and more frightened :"so long, Anon"
>then a horrible shriek
>silence
>i sit screaming into the phone
>nothing for a long time
>then a click
>i listen carefully
>a deep, hollow voice comes from the phone : "You fool, he is DEAD !"
>i fainted only to wake up at sunrise
>nothing from my friend since one week

What to do anons ?