Taking the grim reaper to a graveyard is a little on the nose, isn't it?

[ Those vines sure are everywhere, crawling over every surface. They even snake their way up the gate once they pass through, blocking off any chance they have at turning back. ]

So much for getting you to the hotel, I suppose. Sorry.

[ The vines seem to be originating here, at least. Following them might be a good move, but there's movement among the grave markers. More of those strange, skull-faced creatures lurking in the fog.

There's also a shed nearby, presumably for the groundskeeper. Does James need an upgrade from his pipe? ]