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Text: Inspection 12. Step Into The Fire. Terrified.


It knows when you are sleeping and it knows when you're awake.
Morals aren't in question. Still, be good for goodness sake.
Just cause you cant see it doesn't mean that its not there.
Fear thickens in the silence as it permeates the air.
No one can be hidden from it. No one can escape.
It watches when you have closed you eyes and gone to sleep.
Crouching in the corner it's invisible and cold.
Don't think it's forgotten you no matter what you're told