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One day, you’re driving along with a parent. As you pass a graveyard, they tell you jokingly “Hold your breath, you don’t want any spirits gettin’ in ya!” You roll your eyes and breathe normally, at least until you feel an odd tingling in your lungs. Immediately after, you hear a voice in your head. “Thanks kid, I was getting bored in my grave.”

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