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5/3/2015 4:12:43 AM
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*rotten hands burst from the earth and grab your feet.. Their grip is titanic. They mutate mouths that begin to feed on you, get a taste for you. You're now infected - a wave of nausea rolls over you as you start to hallucinate*
*man in suit is still obscured by shadows, but his features start to change*
*its clear this... [i]thing[/i] is here for blood*
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*The Guardian simply cures himself and Crystalizes the parasites* "State your purpose, mortal."
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*shadows dance, the whispers subside, the man becomes ethereal, before becoming transparent, before disappearing all together* *not a word was uttered*
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"Mmmmm..."
