Darkness returned, without any redeem in 1816
Amongst the worms,
Locked between the walls of the unquiet vault,
The corpses of Chase increased,
For another young beloved child,, diseased!
Like the previous case, the coffins were replaced
And thrown about!
No graveyard-robbery for a gigantic slab sealed its lair of Evil that contained no [precious value at all
Glazing to their open coffin left in disarray,
The dead have somehow wandered their cradle of decay
Weird how all the objects moved from their original spot
Strange that the first occupant remained untouched
A month went by
Another burial came to pass
The procession that followed feared the worst
Armored with crosses, they walked the Chase Vaults patch
Again the dead were severely disturbed..
Like a curse!