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..Hello, Children

It just might be..exactly what it seems.
Here you are, trapped.
Others walk around, you yell for them,
but they can't hear you..
No one can..

Sunlight never reaches you, here it's always night.
The skies aren't lit with the beautiful stars to give you hope.
There is no hope in my nightmare.
If you seek me, you'll find me at the ends of this dream.
Through the red door, at the end of all hallways..
Where the crows feed on reeking flesh of children who dared venture here before.
Be careful.. you just might get torn apart.
Can you make in time to me, dearest children?
Can you escape me?