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"Honey!" a hand suddenly grabbed Keynes, causing him to let out another scream, and his wife, Mary, startled by her husband's overreaction, clutched her chest and ducked, "Are you alright?

Keynes stared blankly at his wife, finally calming down, the murmuring in his head slowly faded, he gasped and was covered in cold sweat, but finally regained his senses.

"Yes, I had a terrible nightmare, my dear!" replied Keynes softly.

"It's all right!" the wife wiped the cold sweat from Keynes's forehead, "You're too stressed, dear, why don't you change to an easier job?"

"Work?" Cairns muttered to himself, suddenly asking his wife, "what time is it dear?"

"Three o'clock in the afternoon!" replied the wife, "that Mr. Morvach had called an hour ago!".

"What did he say?" said Keynes, scrambling through his clothes.

"I didn't say anything, I just asked you how you were, and I said you were still catching up on sleep!" said the wife, handing her coat to Keynes, "where are you going?"

"Go to the cemetery!" replied Keynes, "and I haven't paid my salary yet!"

"Don't be too tired!" the wife said worriedly, looking at her husband's face.

"Okay!" Keynes kissed his wife on the cheek, "I shouldn't be on the night shift today, when I come back and take you and Joseph out to dinner!".

After saying that, he rushed out the door.

"You should have a good rest, Leif!" said Mr. Morwach, pouring a glass of wine for Keynes, "your face looks bad!".

He met Keynes in his office, who found Mr. Morwach as bad as he was.

"Is there something wrong?" said Keynes, as he watched Morwach gulp his wine.

"Jeffrey Crane, my old fellow, he's dead!" Morwach sighed.

Keynes's heart jumped, and an ominous premonition struck him again, "I'm sorry to hear this, what happened?".

"Strangely

enough, today there was a tomb that collapsed inexplicably, and the staff found that the coffin inside was broken, and when we opened the coffin, we found that poor Jeffrey was lying inside, his hands and feet gnawed into white bones by rats, poor old thing!" Morwach snorted of wine, "I don't know how he got in!"

Keynes's eyes widened as Morvach spoke, and the strange murmur sounded in his head again.

He finally understands that what he is doing is not a dream, but what Jeffrey Crane had before he died!

"Are you sure you're okay?" Morvach asked with concern when he saw that Keynes's face instantly became extremely ugly.

"So, did anything find anything in Mr. Crane's body?"

"No!" Morvach shook his head and glanced at Keynes, "why do you ask?"

"Nothing, just ask!" Keynes rubbed his temples as he rubbed his temples at the incomprehensible murmur in his head

The drunkenness in Morwach's eyes instantly dissipated, and he stared at Keynes, "If the Chamber of Commerce knows, it means that most of the people in Reincarnation Town know, who will bury their families in our cemetery where supernatural phenomena will happen?

"Understood!" Keynes followed Herman Oslin, the head of the Chamber of Commerce, for many years, and immediately understood what Mr. Cemetery Master meant.

"Very well, Lef, very good!" Mr. Morvach nodded with satisfaction, counted out 3 chamber coins from his pocket and handed them to Keynes, "This is your salary and duty allowance, go back and rest well tonight, Lef, your complexion is really bad, you need to rest, take a good rest, drink a glass of red wine, soak in a hot bath, and sleep until dawn!

"Thank you, Mr. Cemetery Master, and see you tomorrow!" Keynes took his salary, nodded at Mr. Morwach, and left the office.

Before leaving the cemetery, he had a strong urge to see the place where Jeffrey Crane died, but he held back and walked out of the cemetery without looking back!

Keynes took his salary, took his wife and children to a hearty dinner in Midtown, and after a little strolling, when he got home, he followed Morwach's advice, took a hot bath, drank a glass of wine from the North Peak, and after completely relaxed, he went to bed early and fell asleep.

But he was back in the grave again, trapped in the coffin once more, and the half of the nameplate appeared in front of him again, and the strange and terrifying murmur echoed in the coffin, and his body was crawling with rats, and Keynes watched as the rats gnawed at his flesh.

He knew he was in a dream, but he couldn't wake up until dawn!

"Mr. Keynes, what the hell is going on?".

The next morning, in the Canal Cemetery, Morvach looked at Keynes in front of him, and asked with a very serious expression, Keynes's eyes were now heavily sunken with dark circles under his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Morvach, I'm here to resign!" said Keynes, weakly, for this morning, his wife, too, was frightened by Keynes's state of affairs, and ordered her husband to go to the cemetery to resign immediately

"I'll talk about this later!" said Morwach's grim face, "has something happened to you?"

Keynes hesitated, considering whether to tell him the outrageous contents of the dream, but Mr. Morvach preemptively reached out to stop him, "Lef, listen, don't tell me what happened to you! I'll introduce you to a place, the 'Rat Catcher Society', which is in the Central Slums, and this is the address!".

He pulled out a blank piece of paper and hurriedly wrote a row of words on it, "Go to the 'Rat Catcher Society' at this address and find Mr. Philippe Vieri, and he will surely solve your troubles!"

Keynes took the note, glanced at the address, and asked Morvach blankly, "But, Mr. Cemetery Master, you don't know what happened to me!"

"I don't need to know!" Morvach stopped Keynes again, "this Vieri is the gentleman you helped on your first night on duty, and I'm sure he can solve your problems perfectly, you have to get over now, at once!"

"So, here I am!" Keynes finally summed up in the face of Vieri and Andre.