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You can't run. You can't hide. But you can scream for a quick death as the evil, demented geniuses behind Haunted Horror continue to slowly pry away the disgusting coffin lid of pre-code comics, revealing monstrosity upon atrocity-freaks upon creeps-morbidity upon (insert something spooky that rhymes with morbidity.) 48 putrid pages of frightful, fiendish fun-in fact, put on your best red dress, HH fans, because your FUNeral is about to begin.

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