The Rondavel
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Out in the tribal parts of South Africa stands a rondavel with an unsettling past, people have reported that those who enter never come back the same, if they come back that is. The chatter among the "locals" is that it was cursed by a witch doctor so that those who tread upon the ashes of their people shall suffer. The sounds of tribal music echo throughout the village but no one lives there.
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