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Imagine the horror
Behind locked doors.

Where evil runs rampant,
Where there is no light after the darkest of nights.

Instead rivers run red.
As blood pools around a frozen corpse.

Witnesses caged, cling to each other
As footsteps steel towards the chamber

Their breaths go shallow as if no uttering a sound
Will block out the chaos

A tattoo on each wrist marks their fate
Soon they become prey

But not before the disturbances
Override their minds

Not until the mounting terror becomes
Unbearable





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