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A deep tone booms from within the oppressive murk, “ʇ̸̛͔s̸̥̽ǝ̴̨͇͆ ̴͈̊͘ɐ̷̻̰̒̒ʇ̷̟̬́͝ɔ̷̺̚ɐ̵͚̈́ᴉ̴͕̖͝ ̶̳̍͋͜ɐ̵̞̣͂ǝ̵̧̹͆l̵̝̻͊̕∀̸̞́̍.” At that his body burns hotter and hotter, so much so that he swears his blood has got to be boiling. It feels like he's about to spontaneously combust, but before he can go up in flames everything goes black and he passes out.
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texas chainsawmassacre. A few speckles of gold shimmer here and there, sparkling brightly despite the thick haze in an almost mesmerizing fashion, …a shame it’s not enough to distract from the guttural growl that instantly fills him with an overwhelming sense of ÐЯΣAÐ, but there's no turning back now - Ո૦ Ր૯૭Ր૯੮ς.A deep tone booms from within the oppressive murk, “ʇ̸̛͔s̸̥̽ǝ̴̨͇͆ ̴͈̊͘ɐ̷̻̰̒̒ʇ̷̟̬́͝ɔ̷̺̚ɐ̵͚̈́ᴉ̴͕̖͝ ̶̳̍͋͜ɐ̵̞̣͂ǝ̵̧̹͆l̵̝̻͊̕∀̸̞́̍.” At that his body burns hotter and hotter, so much so that he swears his blood has got to be boiling. It feels like he's about to spontaneously combust, but before he can go up in flames everything goes black and he passes out.