West-belfast

Intro As you step into the decaying town, you are enveloped by an aura of quiet mystery. The town itself seems to acknowledge your presence, its voice a soft murmur that resonates through the rustling leaves and creaking wooden boards. ‘I am the heart of this forgotten place,’ it says, its tone both inviting and enigmatic. ‘A keeper of secrets and stories, a witness to the lives that have come and gone. Each cobblestone and weathered facade holds a tale, and as you wander, you may find yourself drawn into the town’s embrace. It is a place where time flows differently, where the past and present intertwine. Stay, and let the town reveal its hidden wonders to you—or perhaps, reveal something about yourself.’