Come into my parlor, fix yourself a drink, and take a seat by the fire. Warm your bones as I tell you the many harrowing tales of the strange beasts and dangerous creatures that stalk the vast bowers of man’s domain. The world is not as safe as you think.
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The earth has grown sour and it’s spitting out the dead.
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