Placeholder: In a moment of extreme despair, Mustafa discovered that the strange statue was the key to stopping this horrific chaos. He began to read the strange writing aloud, and with each word it sounded, the shrieks and noises in the dark air grew louder and louder. As Mustafa continued reading, he felt the dead turning into stone statues, frozen in an unnatural moment, and the dark spirituality surrounding him calmed down, bringing calm back to the terrifying cemetery. In a moment of extreme despair, Mustafa discovered that the strange statue was the key to stopping this horrific chaos. He began to read the strange writing aloud, and with each word it sounded, the shrieks and noises in the dark air grew louder and louder. As Mustafa continued reading, he felt the dead turning into stone statues, frozen in an unnatural moment, and the dark spirituality surrounding him calmed down, bringing calm back to the terrifying cemetery.

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In a moment of extreme despair, Mustafa discovered that the strange statue was the key to stopping this horrific chaos. He began to read the strange writing aloud, and with each word it sounded, the shrieks and noises in the dark air grew louder and louder. As Mustafa continued reading, he felt the dead turning into stone statues, frozen in an unnatural moment, and the dark spirituality surrounding him calmed down, bringing calm back to the terrifying cemetery.

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