30 Seconds To Hell
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Last published Sat, Aug 18, 2018
30 seconds, that's all it'll take for him to die. 29 seconds. Time passes by as I watch him recite his final speech. 20 seconds. I bring my cloak above my eyes, my scythe in my hand, I walk through the door, it squeals as I open it. 10 seconds.
My Job is to watch and wait for your death, my job is to guide you down the dark path to hell where you'll finish your journey.
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