The desolate industrial regions of Horsingdon are as much a part of the Borough’s hidden, praeternatural topography as the apparent primordialism of its more rural spaces (although even these landscapes have long been shaped by human intervention).
One occasionally finds old factories in the deserted industrial parks of Horsingdon which no one remembers, and which seem to be without history: there is no record of their being built, no indication of ownership, and no name branding their shabby facades. No one remembers anyone working at these sites. Such places breed spectrality and mystery - they become generators of urban myth and modern folklore, zones of adolesent ostension which sometime beget genuine tragedies – in the form of an inexplicable disappearance, a fatal accident, or even an unexpected act of bloody murder - from which further mythmaking unravels and by which more ghosts are produced.
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