On occasion - usually at dusk - one can sometimes spy the flat, monolithic rooftop of some blocky piece of Brutalist architecture rising above the canopy of Horsingdon Wood - yet other than the entrance to Horsingdon Bunker, the ancient woodland contains no such buildings. Any attempt to locate these spectral structures inevitably leads to one of two outcomes: the abject failure to discover their location or - more often than not - the inexplicable disappearance of thse who go in search of these unearthly buildings.
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