Paul Lipshut had been casually digging a grave in the pretty hard ground within the grounds of Necropolis cemetery. At a certain point, he began to feel hot and tired. He stopped and sat down in the grave to have a rest. What could be more natural? Without warning and coming from nowhere in particular, the jovial Englishman thought he heard a voice. At first, he took it to be human but with some weird kind of echo effect to it. The seasoned grave digger initially believed it was his own hearing that was somehow at fault. He stood up to have a look around. As far as he could see, the cemetery was totally deserted in all directions. Although he was standing up to his neck in the grave, he didn’t have a perfect view. Tall headstones nearby blocked his sight. He began to suspect that some of his…