The black screaming night into which your cries for help will go unanswered, absorbed by the all-encompassing, crushing nothingness. An immortal, cackling spider.
Evil incarnate.
Evil incarnate.
Shit just got real down in the subway; Mordicai just swept in and devoured all those waiting for the F train.
by an ally March 25, 2010
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