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« Last Edit: Oct 11, 2008, 09:06 AM by JaiRizm0it »
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Slowly I turn, step by step. Through the backwindow, I crept. Silent as a mouse on a set. While everybody in the house slept, I disconnect the phones and the rest. Find a butcherknife. Cut the power lines to the lights. Now a ***** wild for the night. I come like a living dead, straight from the dirt. Back to avenge his own death on this earth. Ever heard of Jason, then you know my work. Down to the basement, the dog get it first.
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