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No staff! No Paitients! No-one! Nowhere! Nothing, empty halls....polished surfaces, squeaky floors, labs empty.... you can get supplies both medical and food. But do you dare take refuge in such a place?

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Through shattered windows, the icy wind blows leaves and bits of paper past shop windows. But there are no busy shoppers and store clerks. Everything is as it was except for the layer of dust and debris coating the remnants of clothing, dismantled shelves and other products. Money left on tables, mid-transaction, shoppers' bags laying on the floor still full of rotten groceries......as if scared by something so terrifying they had to leave immediatly....

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The few office blocks that are left, tower over the town, casting huge dark shadows. Inside, broken glass and metal rods stick out from the ground, where concrete has been worn away. Computer parts and other electrical equipment are found in every office, some sparking as the last bits of eletricity run through the wires. Coffee machines drip gone off coffee. Bacteria-eaten doughnuts lay half eaten in packets. The only sound echoing through the tall structures is the groan of large lift cables in the heart of the buildings.

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Enter if you think you'll live! The screen fell to ruins many a weeks end before this day, shattered glass lies caked in blood from 'er previous victims. An unearthly moaning ceases to devoid of torment, creating a tomb of splendid illusions and falling whispers. Rebels can live here! Although there are no supplies.

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Hinges creak, wooden door bang in the wind, like a ghost town deserted. Drinks left untouched on the bar, Whiskey ready to pour! a warm dying glow from the fireplace, a small haze burns. The winds echo their pride through the shack, moaning and groaning....jackets left, belongings, wallets lay unaffected by the passing of time. The bar clock ticks then skips a beat and ticks again....silence....where is everyone?

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The rusty archways were all that's left of the once busy railway. Steel supports choked in soot and dirt, loomed over the small valley underneath. The zigzag pieces of steel going up the supports acted as steep stairs leading up to the unused railway. At the top, railway lines had rusted over and bolts and were missing. The only thing keeping this place covered, were the half-dead evergreen trees, as if trying to hide a secret.

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Underneath the city, the sewers formed and intricate labrynth. Water dripping from the ceilings, the scurrying of a few rats that were still left and the ripple of flowing water, were the only sounds echoing down the vast tunnels. No light entered or escaped here, except for the small holes in the man hole covers.

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Remnants of fallen buildings line this alleyway, blocks of stone crumbled, scored away by the driving rain that beats the city’s frozen heart! Looking through the empty space you see, permanent stains of a gruesome existence left behind in the turning of such a century. Crimson blemishes rotten into the algae clinging mineral walls. History bellows from the rancid stench, you are truly asking for thines death toll emerging to this tomb of encasing death!

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From the outside, the stately home looks like the perfect place to go relax, but anyone who went to go there never returned. Neighbours claimed to hear weird mechanical noises and screams from inside. Only those inside knew what happened.......until now.

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