At the far end of the overgrown garden, in a well secluded hiding place, is a mound of rocks and corrugated iron. The garden spills weeds and vines  over the fence and crawls up and around the house. The owner of the derelict house, neglected it long ago, leaving behind a secret and sinister past. For at the end of the overgrown garden, the mound of rocks and corrugated iron is a burial ground. Bones, stained yellow with age, lie in the depth of the jumble of rocks and iron. They wait, like buried treasure, until one day, when the unsuspecting founders finds them; the cache of bones.

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