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The Awakening
Tread softly, quietly
It lies dormant now, but if it wakes
It will claw at you with glistening crimson talons
Piercing you, slicing and ripping you open
It will tear you apart seeking the warmth of your blood
Feasting upon the sickness that lies in your heart
It will rape your soul and essence as you stop breathing
Do not fear death, for you will not die
No, you shall live, and as it ravages you, you shall FEEL
Fear the awakening
