He Demands to Dig Up His Mother’s Coffin, Then The Priest Says, “I Can’t Believe It”

Cracks of Progress

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Hours felt like seconds, or maybe it was the other way around. Each exertion was met with a small victory. A crack here, a snap there, and slowly but surely, the coffin’s defense wavered. The sound of wood splintering echoed throughout the dark and cold cemetery, a testament to his persistence. 

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