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Welcome to another classic horror feature! What follows is just downright fucked up. And also more than just a little bit stupid. As is the case with pulp fiction in general, sometimes you find a gem, but most of the time you trawl through a sea of garbage. This is one of the latter, and you will understand why upon completing the attraction. So, without further ado—because I do not want to spoil the rotten surprise—let’s dive in →

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