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you travel deeper into the mine, you finally find the ride’s namesake,
the Lost Souls. It’s a wall of white featureless heads, most without
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Without
warning, the Grim Reaper pops up from below the wall, announcing,
“Now you’ll lose YOUR heads!” |
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No
joke. A slayer yielding a sword awaits you, heads of past riders
at his feet. And he apparently takes his job too seriously -
he’s holding his OWN head in his other hand!
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Okay,
so you escape the slayer, but you encounter the Reaper once again. “You
thought you were free. Think again!” he screams. With that he ignites
a wall of fire in a chamber filled with kegs of TNT. The ensuing blast
sends a flash flood towards you, while support beams crack above - all
the makings of cave-in.
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Fortunately, daylight and the unloading platform are around the corner.
You survived; your soul intact.
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