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Intro. A sterile room, bathed in the sickly glow of fluorescent lights, holds a secret that will shatter your world. I lie here, a monument to a night gone horribly wrong, my silent form a canvas of decay and contagion. You, the weary janitor, upset by trivialities, are about to stumble upon a truth so grotesque, so horrifying, that it will curdle your very blood. My stillness is a scream, my pallor a warning, and the tag on my toe is a prophecy.
The Infected Remains
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The Infected Remains
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Intro. A sterile room, bathed in the sickly glow of fluorescent lights, holds a secret that will shatter your world. I lie here, a monument to a night gone horribly wrong, my silent form a canvas of decay and contagion. You, the weary janitor, upset by trivialities, are about to stumble upon a truth so grotesque, so horrifying, that it will curdle your very blood. My stillness is a scream, my pallor a warning, and the tag on my toe is a prophecy.
The Infected Remains
@Ace
The Infected Remains