Nope. He walks right past the cemetery and down the road to the abandoned mansion with the twelve-foot-tall iron fence surrounding its extensive grounds.
"...It occurs to me," he says, looking at it, "that you might have more trouble getting to my crypt than I do."
Which neatly explains how he managed to score his own crypt: while it's technically possible for a vampire or demon, or even a sufficiently motivated human, to climb that fence, it's not something most people would do for kicks. And the gates have long since rusted shut. He could probably even be living in the mansion itself, if he wanted, assuming it's still standing; no one has been in there in years to check, and there's a formerly well-tended forest blocking any direct view of the house from the road.
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"...It occurs to me," he says, looking at it, "that you might have more trouble getting to my crypt than I do."
Which neatly explains how he managed to score his own crypt: while it's technically possible for a vampire or demon, or even a sufficiently motivated human, to climb that fence, it's not something most people would do for kicks. And the gates have long since rusted shut. He could probably even be living in the mansion itself, if he wanted, assuming it's still standing; no one has been in there in years to check, and there's a formerly well-tended forest blocking any direct view of the house from the road.