Forward reverse left right left forward back... I enter the halls of the dungeon, written in red halls and the skeletal remains of those who have supposedly gone before... and there behind the bars, arises the minotaur before his beast's nature.
Frozen in place is the suspended room inside the suspended brain... there is no escape other than to fight with the weapon. He and I both struggle with it... we fight, and his illusion that I am winning becomes my arrogance, then my voice is worn down as the voice appears.
Feel the legs of the mantis, hear the murder of the hearts of the fiends... a sledgehammer killed them.
Thought this one these things, and earlier a massive deja vu struck in full forceful blows. Much like the memories.
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