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| Where speleobop with names like Starcadaver cavort endlessly among the ruins... |
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| when i first went there i didn't know what to expect.i'd never even seen the place. we pulled up into the parking lot, and my friends father went around the back and started taking our suitcases out of the trunk. there were all these people, out on the sunporch, shaking the screens and screaming. oh they were yelling and howling and stomping. scared the hell out of me. i went around the back of the car and started putting the suitcases back in, as fast as he could take them out! of course, after i'd been there a while i got to know the patients. what they would do, was wait until a new batch of students was due in, and on the morning they were all due to arrive, they'd watch for them. they spent all day on the sunporches anyway, it was the only place to put them, and when they'd see a carload of new students pull in they'd really give 'em the business. yelling and hollering and making a huge ruckus. then they'd laugh. they loved to scare the new blood. and if we said anything to them like "oh now cut that out!" they'd remind us how scared WE had been, and then laugh at us as well. they had to have SOME fun, after all. |
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