The old theater had been forgotten by time. Its once grand facade now crumbled, overtaken by creeping vines and the relentless encroachment of the forest. The marquee, which once proudly displayed the names of the latest films, now hung in tatters, the letters faded and scattered across the overgrown lot. Inside, the smell of mildew and decay permeated the air, the silence broken only by the occasional drip of water from a leaky ceiling and the rustling of unseen creatures.
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