Dim and low lit. The aura from this cemetery emits sadness and pain perpetually. You can feel and sense the eerie nature of the graveyard crawl up your spine. There seems to be a slight fog slowly making its way across the open parts of the cemetery.
Cemetery, Graveyard
crow
torture master
I torture the prisoners to get information from them. I love my job. All of the prisoners are afraid of me. I like to come up with new forms of torture.
I'll just take this short cut home.  Caw caw! Strange things be afoot in this cemetery. Let this be a warning! Well it does look a bit eerie but I fear little. In fact everyone is afraid of me.  I fear no man or beastie - but I tell you I do fear the things that lurk in this cemetery. Not man, not beast - but even worse! Well fly above me then and warn me if you spy spirits running afoul.  A torture master you are, but even you cannot torture these souls any more than they already suffer. I see one lurking over by that giant oak tree! Hmm I hope the souls of those I have tortured don't linger here. Maybe I should speed up.  Yes! Rush through this cemetery. Do you see that aura over there? Be sure to avoid it. Here - I will accompany you as you travel through. Aye thank you strange beast.  I am no stranger than these parts. See that tombstone over there? Yes I see it. Does it concern you? It's said the girl was thought dead and was then buried alive. The gravedigger thought he heard noises. 