DAYWALKER

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Ready to die?

I was born ready, motherfucker!  

Come nightfall,

They step out of the shadows

Their kind choose to hide in.

For them, evenings are made for

Foraging the city for sustenance.

Warm, wet, red sustenance.

Aim for a vein.

Strike for a jugular.

Teeth first.

Their feeding frenzy brings 

The number of people 

E...

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THE LAMENT CONFIGURATION

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Time to play.

You find an unusual relic.

A golden puzzle box of unknown origin.

You hold it in both hands.

Turn a corner, turn another and another.

You feel the slice of a blade

In the palm of your hand. Drop the box--

Which lifts, changes shape. The puzzle solves itself.

Plays a short tune. The wall sp...

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