Museum of Horrors was not exactly what I would call this place. Gnarled plants ready to bite as you simply pass by. Mannequins of little girls popping from corners to jump-scare you. Screams of torture playing on loop through the hidden speakers.
All are terrifying in their own way, but it was the same as usual. Same scare tactics, same recipe for the fake blood, same smoke machine covering the floor in mist, same everything!
Danger! Do Not Enter
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