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Canaima Yeng
A few words can strike both sheer disgust and fear into people. And one of those is cannibal. This temple was home to the Carib Indians. These Indians believed that if an enemy's flesh was eaten, the power of the enemy would transfer to their own body. It was practice that the slain enemy's chest would be opened and the heart cut out, and then the organ was made a powder, mixed with a drink, and therefore ingested.
Those that have camped near the granite temple have told stories of drums beating and chanting going on during the night, even though the temple is deserted. Screams also accompany the chanting. And during the day, an uncomfortable pressure is sometimes felt over the heart, and when two men took pictures, they spotted orbs in each of the pictures. Orbs usually aren't anything special, except that each orb was directly over the person's heart.
The temple is hard to reach, being so remote and in the heart of the rainforest. But this also prevents enemies from making an easy entrance. Of course, who needs all that protection when you have a whole tribe of disembodied cannibal spirits hanging around?
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The House of Laughter
The year was 1973, and General Pinochet took over the now long-gone country of Chile. Detention centers were set up for interrogation of prisoners taken in for political reasons. Once there, the poor souls were victim to dreadful tortures and executions. 'The House of Laughter' was given its name due to the loud music, which came from inside 24/7. In truth, this music was only to hide the screams of those inside.
A few years later, the building was doomed to demolition. The workers gave accounts of screams, children's cries, pounding on the windows, and even now and then the music that cloaked so much horror. Strange passageways and torture chambers were brought up, and many of the workers were forced to leave due to the violent aura around the place. But eventually, the building was brought to the ground. It is now a pile of rubble over so many secrets, but who's to say there isn't something underground? If you can find the entrances to the tunnels, and get inside, I would be wary of the literally tortured souls that may still walk in the dark.
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Rose Hall
Annie Palmer was a witch. Plain and simple. She practiced the dark art of voodoo, and had a lustful sexual appetite. She had married the owner of Rose Hall, a plantation in Jamaica. But she soon grew bored of him, and poisoned him. She married two others, which both met gruesome deaths but 'Yellow Fever' was put under the cause of death. Eventually, one of the nearly 2,000 slaves notices that her eyes were traveling to his daughter's fiancé. In what was said to be a battle of voodoo, they both killed each other.
Annie Palmer was buried, with a cross on three sides of her grave to contain her black magic. Of course, when the Plague came, these crosses were damaged, and being the small things they were, partially or totally destroyed. This has set her angry spirit free again, with years of hate and evil boiling in her soul. The old bloodstains that reappeared, seeming old and dry, after being sanded, day after day, are back, only this time they seem wet. The old mirror that hangs in the main hall holds ghastly spirits, including those of Annie Herself and many of the slaves who unfortunately worked there. Be careful, my friend, be careful.
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