The Ministry's one-time stronghold, situated in the hinterlands of Northwich, and abandoned since the end of the Cold War - yet still stalked by the ghosts of apocalyptic equasions, impossible secrets, and praeternatural technologies stolen from the sky or pryed from the Horsingdon landscape.
Yet even the proto-Brutalism of the bastion's architecture has not proven prison enough for what is contained within, such that it rumoured - by those who once walked its corridors - that some day a world-ending secret may escape from within the building's confines
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