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THERE GOES MY PAIN

THERE GO MY CHAINS

DID YOU SEE THEM FALLING

BECAUSE THIS FEELING

THAT HAS NO MEANING

THERE GOES THE WORLD

OFF OF MY SHOULDERS

THERE GOES THE WORLD

OFF OF MY BACK

The demons were already finished with their sacrifice when I got there, and they had been imbued with some great power. They caught me off guard when I was looking for their sacrifice to try to get him or her out before midnight.

Damn snitch never told me it wasn�t midnight in our dimension that this was supposed to all go down at.

I managed to kill two of the three, and their corpses dissolved into this bubbly goo that smells vaguely like the water from the taps in Rona�s apartment. That gloopy brownish crap smell.

The third demon, however, got the jump on me and ran me through with a spike, kinda like the Pogaro demon back from the days of the Initive. But it wasn�t a Pogaro. At least, not as they�re made in
this dimension.
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