PROCURSUS
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MatureOngoing18m
Last published Wed, Jul 20, 2016
Fear is something you can fight.
But sometimes you really shouldn't.
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Any old abandoned building is going to, given enough time, garner a good many stories of the creatures and ghouls living within its walls. Twin Lakes Sanatorium was no different. Children said they could hear screams echoing down the hill it sat upon whenever the sun set, and the local teenagers often "welcomed" newcomers with the standard hazing- forcing them to spend the night inside its dilapidated halls. We all knew the building wasn't truly dangerous, so the rest of us merely laughed it all off. Some of us egged it on.
There's no doubt that Twin Lakes Sanatorium is no more haunted than any other building in the country, abandoned or not. And when I soon go in and explore it like so many others have before me, I know nothing will happen. I know that the fear is all in my head. But there's no ignoring the eeriness of the massive square building. And I admit, I am afraid.
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For @MissPeahen
Contains gore, violence, and language
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