Entrance To The Vampyre Theatre

You find yourself amongst unfamiliar, littered streets near the edge of the Bay. The area is dusty and silent, and seems to be devoid of all life. The surrounding buildings seem to have been abandoned decades ago; shop fronts are boarded up, 'For Lease' signs are plastered over cracked and cobwebbed windows, and a general feeling of architectural death and decay hangs like a curse over the establishments of yesteryear. The only exception to this description is a dim, dirty-yellow glow coming from underneath a small door set into the graffiti covered wall across the street. A faded, lopsided wooden sign hanging above the door reads 'Theatre'. Muffled strains of what sounds like Bauhaus' 'Bela Lugosie's Dead' creep from the crack the sickly light is trying to escape through...

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