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A lot people in the city know this bar. The name may not be remembered, but we know approximately where it is. The "Crazy Goat" bar is located between the city center and the slums. It's late night. Most bars and pubs are already closed. However, your friends are already a bit tipsy and no one wants to go to sleep yet. Although we know that only weird and suspicious people go the Goat, we still decide to go there. It turns out that the bar not too bad. Cozy jazz music plays in the background, tables are clean and tidy. The selection of drinks is wide. Although it is a bit strange that we are the only customers. Behind the counter stands a tall, slender bartender with a grin. I feel a cold chill going down my spine. We decide to turn around and leave the bar, but the bartender has already poured some welcome shots for us. To refuse would be too coarse. So out of courtesy we drink the shot and then plan to leave the place. Unfortunately, the image becomes blurred and blurred. I wake up in the Madman`s Basement…