Barry wasn't part of the usual group that patrolled the graveyard so it was sheer luck that he'd been passing by and heard someone just inside the gate. He looked to see who it was and saw a blonde woman, probably around his own age although it was hard to tell in the dark, looking at a cell phone. Which of course didn't work. Especially if she'd brought it with her from wherever she'd come from.
"Hey," he said. "it's okay, I'm not going to hurt you or anything like. I guess you just got here from the looks of it. My name's Barry. I live here, well I've lived here since the spring anyway. I'm not from here, most people aren't but hi, welcome to Kansas."