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“Trapped in a trip you can’t get out of. Nothing is what it seems. The acid claws at your brain. Your soul begins to crack. The bassline shakes you to your core. Was that a scream? Who said that? How long have I been here? Fear at every turn. There’s no escape. Everyone is looking at me. I can feel it in my veins. A great weight bearing down on me. The horror of it all. The horror.

Welcome to Halloween at The Haunted Hotel. Welcome to The Acid House.”

By Team Pikes

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