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Incubus
Within the darkness there she lies afraid to sleep or dream, the little girl who's all alone and hears the demon's scream. He quickly binds her when he finds her, hides behind a guise. A precious little girl you are, now listen to my cries. He speaks the words sardonically, prepares to take her soul. She cannot move, she's paralyzed; no longer in control. The demon's grin is cunning, and she wants to scream and shout. She tries with all her might to yell, but nothing will com
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