"The end of an era.... or is it?"
"They burn inside, forever melting, forever in pain. The fire begins to creep towards your doors."
"Once Halloween had passed, they were born. Any attempt to escape now, is forlorn. So dear listener, beware of the black and white thorns. They'll find their way to your bedroom door. Soon."
"Let me tell you a story. Of a man named Cory. On one faithful Halloween night... He was in for quite the fright."
"Within closed wardrobes. Wait the living dead. As well as the Monsters roaming. Right beneath your bed. Intent on bringing you bountiful pain. You'll never be alone again."
"At the edge of sleep, lays the one Marked-In-Fire. Behind closet doors, marches the Static and Wildfire. All under the control of the one Puppeteering. For she's here, and always Watching."
"While Cory made his escape, he was by no means free. For in his hallway, was somebody familiar to meet. The Wicked Toy himself, with that damned grin. But could it be that something far more wicked, hides behind him?"
"As Cory escapes his fate, now it is time to have some fun. As this Wicked Toy sings the tune of the Spooky Scary Skeletons. All to waste time 'till he gives his final bow. Making way for the Caged Beast to take Cory down."
"The Wicked Toy succeeded in his dastardly plan. Leading for things to get very quickly out of hand. While Cory tried to stay silent, as to not to awake the Beast. It had heard him already, and it is time for it's feast."
"Cory's fate begun to look grim. As the Box awakened right in front of him. Now the beast stares at Cory with a soulless grin. Perhaps some things should've been left forgotten....... Rhyth'z nvuuh jvtl jvsslja oly klia."
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“2 hours until your Judgement begins There is no running now, this is the end. I will collect my debt. And you will suffer your atonement, son of the Tyrant.”
"This is a nightmare....."
"The first of many to die. The Tyrants youngest child. They had been hiding within my purgatory. But here will be the end of their story."
"I had finally gotten him But of course somebody has to step in. And who else could it be, but my own kin."
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""Pick up the phone. I know your home.""
"Doesn't every good musical, start with a good prelude to it's narrative?"
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