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Serpent In the Cellar

The animal that will choose. He preys on the weak. Stalking or striking. The decisions he makes. He whispers your name. He strikes fear in your heart. From down in the cellar. He'll squeeze the life out of you. Manipulation is his game. But he prefers persuasion. Don't you dare speak his name. Don't get pervasive. There's two things you should know. He's not just a friend. He's the enemy of darkness. He will not give in.

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