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This story is completely made up and for entertainment purposes only. Suicidal isn't a joke and I don't take it as one
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A group of 6 go check out an abandoned mansion that was all over social media for having suspicious/paranormal activity back in 2005, of suspicious reports of citizens around the neighborhood.
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