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A fear of the dark.
A fear of the night.
A fear of the shadows that lurk down inside.
This sinking gut feeling and the terror inside of you.
You run from your demons but you cannot escape them.
The voices inside of you grow ever louder.
They pick at your mind and eat at your soul.
They come from the darkness.
They come from the shadows.
There's nowhere to run to.
There's nowhere to hide.
You're all out of options.
You must meet your demise.
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