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| It is behind me. Hiding, I thought I had bested that monster ages ago. It has returned, it seems, for the last laugh. No, I can't let it get to me, can't let it best me. Never! | |
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| So unimaginable, so cruel. Keep walking. But no! Paralyzed with fear. What forgotten place has this monster come from? What can defeat the monster? | |
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