Are these the sort of things you like, my dear? the stories and the rhymes that make you shake? are you the sort who seeks darkness and fear? I surely hope you are, for your own sake. In here you'll meet the fear who has a face, in here you'll feel the cold under your bed, In here the childhood terrors have a space, A...
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A young woman has the displeasure of meeting Jeff the Killer when he tries to murder her. Everyone has an adam's apple.
