Blackness creeping around corners, slithering like a dark, sinister snake. Black smog coils around anything that stumbles amidst the mist like demonic tendrils, whilst shadows grasp at passers by with scrawny, spindly fingers of terror. Vile revenants wander and prowl amongst the terrible mist, hoping that one unsure and foolish being of innocence would become lost in the chasms of murderous souls, or be dragged into deaths gaping jaws by the thrashing and wild river of empty ness. Bloodthirsty creatures which are neither alive nor dead nor anything in-between watch with illusive eyes from the darkest corners, waiting to pounce and ensnare the unaware and envelope them in the cloth of night. Beware, as every inch of shade below the oak tree, every alleyway that is hiding from the Sun, and every place of which light is unheard of is their dreadful territory. Stay too long, and maybe you will meet them.
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