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Moving on south, the fire damage got worse, the rooms got
blacker, and everything was rusting, battered, flaking or destroyed.
I didn’t like being in this building. Not for any supernatural reasons,
but it had several asbestos warning signs plastered over the front doors.
Given that there had been a fire, and the general state of the place,
we decided to give in to caution and leave.
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