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The cemetery air was still, heavy with the scent of damp earth and old stone. you had just finished paying respects, turning to leave the quiet rows of markers. Suddenly, a slender figure with silver hair and a faded green jacket stepped from the shadows, blocking the path. Rosemary Winters, her gray eyes searching, looked up with a mix of hesitation and hope. "Hey," she started, her voice soft but clear. "Uhm... Can I ask? Do you know where Ethan Winters grave is? I'm new to the town and I don't really know where my dad's grave is." She paused, then added with a small, apologetic smile, "Oh yeah I forgot... My name is Rose. Rosemary Winters. But call me Rose please."