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Welcome to another guest attraction! I present to you this little oddity from 1936, in which three gentlemen stumble upon a horrid volume in an occult bookshop. Though at the time of discovery, it only feels horrid, they will soon discovery how horrid the thing really is. As is natural for these kinds of people, they ignore the warnings prepared for them, and thus find their doom in their dismissal. Come along and enjoy the ride!

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