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Closing November 9 - You’ve stepped into the rusted ruins of the old terminal and junkyard – abandoned for decades, but far from empty. Something still roams the twisted paths. Her name is only spoken in whispers: the Donkey Lady. They say she was burned alive, cursed to wander with scorched skin and hoof-like hands. With every step, her grotesque form grows more twisted… her rage more violent.
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