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The World Unseen

Well there are many, many portals and gateways from this world of the living to the WORLD UNSEEN where demons and ghosts walk among us not only in the night but in the daytime too... Could be they've attached themselves to you just because they find you some kind of an amusing new kind of plaything and you are familiar with the occult and the oui, well don't you know it is a portal, a gateway for them and then the haunting begins, cold spots and goose bumps on your skin disembodied voices telling you to do bad things and your stuff has been moved from one room to another again... You hear wicked laughter behind you, you turn around to find no one there, could be because of you're a sensitive and wise in the ways of the occult, no wonder they find you an amusing little plaything but then again it can happen to any of us demons and ghosts are here, there and everywhere 'cuz there are many, many, many portals and gateways from the land of the living to the WORLD UNSEEN!

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