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Mary Kings Close
Underground spillover of sickness and the stench of death... men, women and children confined and condemned, condemned to suffer even after the hour glass has ran out of time, there is an un-natural coldness down the long and winding dark halls you can still hear their screams reverberating off the walls as Mary King still comes to the children to stop their crying as it was in the last few minutes of her dying, there’s just no rest for those who die a violent death... Well now and MARY KING'S CLOSE has changed over the centuries but the ghost's remain, remain thirsty in their hunger for life oh what unimaginable horror,agony,pain and misery in a dreary and heartless plight and you can still hear their screams reverberating off the walls, you can still feel their breath on the back of your neck down the cold long and winding dark, dark halls,men,women and children confined and condemned to linger in their suffering well but there is no rest, no rest for those who die such a gruesome and violent death... Underground spillover of sickness and the stench of death, unimaginable horror and misery, you can still hear those blood curling screams coming from MARY KING'S CLOSE MARY KING'S CLOSE... under quarantine!
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