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Slithering through the shadows the vow keeping hi the feel of life, of souls in slumber pull hihts slowly choking up ,"as the point in fighting you,you old tor us,leefully feeding off of his pain and

failure hisses back it’s voice laced with all the dead, they consu of there tiht, we see you can not do anything but fail,so stop fighting,by days end ill always be here

you will always be a part of us"Tired and weary he reseeded for the hunger and pain was too greatAnd by pulling back

he could feel he could see another peace of his battered ,blacken soul brake off and burn out of existence in criain to rain havoc and destruction on thein the suburbs the street wide the houses perfectly arranged on there ht ,peaceful each soul was deep in sleep

and soon to sleep foreverBy day this was a perfect peaceful neighborhood,by the end of this night