The bar

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Rachel, hardly able to stand, dispatched Kirsty to get her another pint. Kirsty wandered up to the bar, with all it's wooden grand panels and old fashioned bar. Nobody was serving so she slipped under the sliding hatch and behind the bar. All of a sudden, a creepily jolly laugh rang out...

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