I write Sins not Pancreas! at the disco

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It was a dark and stormy night. The lightning flashed, thunder rumbled in the distance. A small brown cottage was like a spot of serendipity in an otherwise chaotic world. The windows were dark, there was no sign of life anywhere.

And then, the door opened. Lightning crashed as rain poured. The dark man threw Brendon Urie into the cabin, toppling him over the couch. "I'm a huge fan of you, Brendon. Panic! is my favorite band." The mysterious, silhouetted man said. "Please sir" Brendon said, "If you love me let me go." "You're not going anywhere," the man said, stepping in front of the door. He pulled out his knife. "This is going to be fun."

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