While passing a cemetery, it's often said that one should hold their breath.

Whether this is done as a way to avoid angering the spirits or to keep from breathing in

the phantoms that haunt the graves, the reasoning is lost to time.

But if you live near a certain London cemetery in 1965, ghost hitching a ride home with you

may have been the least of your worries.

In the span of a few short months, reports of strange and paranormal events flooded the

local newspapers, chilling apparitions, mysterious figures moving amongst the mausoleums, and

disembodied human and animal corpses were among just a few of the terrifying tales that made

the headlines.

These occurrences were drawn to the area's most prominent paranormal investigators, both

and their own suspicions of what was at the heart of all the gruesome and seemingly

sinister activity.

The two men would form a rivalry over how exactly to deal with the entity which would last

decades and even produce a challenge to a duel of magical combat.

This case file, join the theorist as they bring garlic necklaces back into fashion with

any time.

Yeah.

I got my desk all set up, I fucking found my 1988 Raphael, he's on the desk now, I added

it.

It looked like he cleaned up the garage there too, but oh yeah, it's great, I fucked

him up.

I got one of those food regulation barrels, sliced top off of it, scrubbed it out, so

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