In the heart of Transylvania, just west of Cluj-Napoca, the land bears a scar. The locals call it Hoia Baciu. To the rest of the world, it is the Bermuda Triangle of Romania—a place where the veil between our world and another feels perilously thin. This is not a modern legend. Its notoriety is etched into the soil by centuries of unexplained disappearances, giving the forest an atmosphere that...
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