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Laughing Witches And Ghosts

Laughing witches and ghosts can't give me shivers, should I encounter a ghost... I will not run, but toast; here comes Bloody Eyes! There's an underworld known as Fiery Hell roaming with evil spirits that just chill, I'm sprinkling some Holy Water... they will disappear in thin air; and back in their dungeon, they'll cringe and yell!

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