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Father Grayson
Ethan and Robert stared at each other; they needed to know more about the man in the black hood. “We need to speak to someone who might know something about this place,” Ethan said, his voice resolute. Robert nodded, packing up his camera before following Ethan to the chapel’s office. Inside that room, the chapel owner, a kind but stern-looking man named Father Grayson, sat. He was the same man who had performed the wedding ceremony.
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