EVERYTHING HURTS. WHAT IS THIS STUFF GROWING ON ME. MY ARM HURTS. EVERYTHING TURNED RED. MY HEART FEELS LIKE ITS BEING PEIRCED...IT HURTS IT HURTS. WHAT IS THIS CHANTING FEAST KILL DEVOUR. FEAST KILL DEVOUR. ITS LOUD.. TOO LOUD. WHATS HAPPENING. I CAN BARELY MOVE.. MY LEGS ARE GOING TO GIVE OUT.. I NEED.. TO GET THIS OFF ME.
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