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I lost sight of him behind the tall shrubs as the
narrow path descended and curved. My attention
became focused on trying not to trip.
The rough pathway ended at a small cemetery and
suddenly I felt a sense of awe and a deep reverence.

The now familiar mist was climbing up the
mountains directly ahead of us. Miss Grace stopped at
a headstone and stood there in silence. My attention
went back to her tokotoko and my nervous feeling
returned.
I became even more uneasy, as I looked around the
cemetery and it suddenly started to feel very familiar.
My mind started racing … I knew this place. It was that
vision … that vision at my mom’s funeral. It couldn’t
be; I must be going crazy.

Just then Miss Grace began an intense karakia
(prayer) thrusting her tokotoko towards the sky.

In that moment, I saw it full on …

That scary face that had been haunting
me was on her tokotoko.

I gasped, as it seemed to glare into my soul.
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