i ran as fast as i good
i could smell the blood
dripping from it's mouth
i got as far away from it's house
old and dark
and filled of dead corspes
and the undead feeding on the decease
i feel this creature can smell my fear
and my blood flowing from wound
i screamed and screamed for help
but when i tried to escape to the main road
i found myself surrounding by them
the undead, the creatures, the monsters
they came closer and closer
and then i
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
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