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Fathoms separate me

From any outside mass

This grim fog holds me here

I am now all alone

No telling how long it has been

Nor how shortly it will end

This uneasy quiet

Frightening and maddening

Stillness outside

No warmth from the fire

Surrounding chaos

And insanity taking hold

Shall I never be found

Less I die and rot upon the earth?

Will this lost prison

Be my final judgment?

Contacting the spirits

The ones who thirst for my soul

It was a dangerous game

In my pursuit of knowledge

Darkness comes in the blink of an eye

Madness takes its hold

As this wall begins to bleed

Seeping demon spawns

What are these tortured ones

Who walk towards me?

The look of horror in their fearful eyes

Petrifies me to my core

I turn sick to my stomach

As the demons puke up gore

The lights go out

Completely dark

Yet I hear the footsteps

Of twelve or more

Is this all real?

And silence falls.