We are the Merchants of Mystery.
Nothing is as it seems.Heaven help us all.Do not continue.Dare follow the trail, beware of traps.They whisper from the shadows.I cannot breathe.Sleep offers no escape—dreams are a prison for my horrors.It is slipping through my fingers.Memories fragment and dissolve.
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