"𝘔𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥. 𝘋𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴. 𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮." ꧁꧂ "𝘞𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘶𝘭𝘱 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘸. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘶𝘴, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳." WARNING: This book may contain gruesome acts of death and adult conversations not suited for kids. So don't read it if you're too young.