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"No one came down here. No one but the loneliest girls and the most agonized boys. Not even the nuns thought to investigate the sounds of moans and cries like leery echoes in the middle of the night. We descended the steps to Hell in anticipation of what we might find, unsurprised when our iridescent faces met with the charming façades of skulls and corpses. We expected them there, patiently waiting for our feathered wings to grow stiff and tired, so that we might hang them on the hooks drilled into the walls and allow ourselves one last night of sin. Except it was never one last night. It was the accumulation of countless nights in an effort to escape an exhausted old thing called reality." (suggestions: read this book with a dark background, to get the full effect of climbing into the five minds of death itself) Start: 12.16.18 End: oo.oo.oo
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