Fire station
Right in front of the fire station, we went in actually and yx even dared to peek into this dark-looking, locked door. EWWWW.A gust of cold draft blew from the crack towards us; she subsequently screamed, turned white, stood trembly all over and did not respond to calling for 20 whole minutes, and me and the security guard had to half-hoist her into the guard room for recovery. After the episode, she REFUSED to tell me what she saw in there.
OK, I was talking rot. None of that happened.
OK, I was talking rot. None of that happened.
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