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Chapter III
Look for me where
the candles are.
Behind the house, the hill slopes down to a small graveyard. The Sifgard family rests there. Well, almost all of it.
Every grave has an unlit candle. The dead are creatures of habit: they want them lit in the order they left.
Contains scares · Better with sound
The graves
Ignacio Sifgard
1841 1903
He was the first to reach the hill. And the first to leave.
Bruno Sifgard
1913 1999
He never spoke of that night again.
Carmen Ríos
1846 19
She waited for Ignacio eight more years. She waits no longer.
Elvira Sifgard
1915 ····
She is not here. They never found her.
Tomás Sifgard
1880 1927
He searched for his daughter until his last day. He only lasted one winter.
Inés Valle
1884 19
After Elvira didn't come back, she left a candle burning every night. Thirteen years.
Run the mouse over the moss to clean it. Tap the moss several times to clean it. If a headstone is broken, the epitaph knows what's missing.
Elvira's grave is open
Under the slab
there's nobody.
Only Rosa, the doll, holding a yellowed piece of paper. The handwriting is a child's:
“If you want to talk to me, ask me about her.”