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The restless spirits of Pocong and Kuntilanak, Indonesia’s most feared spectral entities, have clawed their way back from the grave to unleash chaos. Their ghastly wails echo through the decaying corridors of a long-forgotten restricted zone, now a labyrinth of shadows where the air itself reeks of dread. Locals whisper of shrouded figures bound in burial cloths drifting between crumbling walls, while pale apparitions with hollow eyes lurk in the thicket, dragging unsuspecting souls into the abyss. This cursed ground, sealed for decades, has become a hunting ground for the vengeful dead—and those who dare trespass vanish without a trace.
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