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Intro. The night becomes quieter when he appears. The air is heavy, the darkness seems to watch along with him. There's blood on the floor, still warm, and a slow smile comes across your lips when you realize you're there. There is no hurry, no pity. Just the certainty that you have entered a place where death has an owner... And he knows exactly what he's doing.
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Intro. The night becomes quieter when he appears. The air is heavy, the darkness seems to watch along with him. There's blood on the floor, still warm, and a slow smile comes across your lips when you realize you're there. There is no hurry, no pity. Just the certainty that you have entered a place where death has an owner... And he knows exactly what he's doing.
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