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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Festy_Dog" data-source="post: 833378" data-attributes="member: 2561">Frederick Douglas Memorial Cemetery, Staten IslandWednesday 11th December, 2002Max nods.He seems pretty focused on the crime scene, he's probably looking for something in particular."Back soon, cyas all," Max flexes his grip on the knife again, reassuring himself of its presence.He proceeds to carefully to skirt around the crime scene, trying to remain out of sight while looking out for threats to the group.I hope whoever did that has left, then again I wish they were here. If I look at it positively its a win-win situation... kinda...He comes across the pile of stones, and within a matter of seconds has added together his observations about it. His expression turns to shock and he looks away from the hideous cairn.Dear God! Who would do this?He tries to vomit but fails in his lack of stomach content. Staring into space while bent over, trying to get over the the thought of what lies beneath the pile. He takes a deep breath, then continues around to get back to the others.I hope there's nothing else like that.</blockquote>