Halls Of the Amalgamated Dead

Halls Of the Amalgamated Dead

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Awaken to haunting halls. burnt blackened walls. Crisp and Flaking paintings have forgotten the smiles. moments of maliceful undelivered calls. Ash hugs the floor. children once played here. absent doors here they're non-existent. The halls stretch on and on echoes become lost. disembodied moans from above countless and endless An amalgamation of faces Coalesced in a state of horror. Moans of pain slowly drift to Rage. Rage, wrath, and hate are Interminable. A party for you, guests uninvited The connections of the ones harmed and the cycle. Apologies were far too late. Arms and legs crawl out from the soot-stained walls. The Phantoms of this abyss have awoken. Shadow-cloaked beings moving ever so slowly. No need to run the halls only deepen. Your turn to be formed into the next amalgamation. of vengeful restless- dead. You wonder as you begin to fuse, you wonder????
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