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"Ĥəłłº ḥųmªŋ" The large black demon looms over me, his voice a barely decipherable hiss in my head. It seems to speak without its moving its mouth with its thoughts pouring directly into my mind. A clawed hand with elongated features and black ooze dripping from the fingertips reaches towards me as the demon crawls my direction. Saliva drips from its horrid maw melting the floor sonit bubbles and smokes. My body freezes in place as fear renders me immobile. I stare back into the eyes of my impending death, the grotesque beast coming face to face with me. The creatures putrid breath hot on my face as it breaths with a gutteral gargling noise. "Fəąŕ! Møøøřè!" Its giant hand grasps my face, its palm covering my mouth as its horrid voice screams in my head. The beast seems to smirk relishing in my terror of it. I start reciting prayers in my mind under my predicament. I hold my breath as this thing seems to laugh. It releases my face and reels its arm back in a menacing stance ready to swing. With no way to defend myself I close my eyes tight and hold my breath. I tremble sensing my inevitable death, wishing for someone, anyone to save me....