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Everything has balance...or so they told me. They were very old... so old that their nails had grew long and dull brown, so old that their hair grew white and touched the ground. They scared me, their faces and lost all personality and they were just life less vessels put here to torment me for my wrong doing. When they spoke there voice crackled and sounded as if they had not a drop of water in years... their breath was like a think musk that you would find early in the morning by a river.... "Carpe Dium" is what they muttered to me. Carpe dium.... size the day.... I looked at them all hunched over as if they bore a great burden and nodded. everything went hazy and I awoke in the crypt, the valuables I had stolen from the grave were still in the back. I was upfront of the door but I could not bring myself to leave....or maybe they would not let me... maybe they were still here holding me to this cursed place. I laded there in that place for what seemed like an endless amount of time, until I heard something. It was a terrible noise it sounded like steal scraping on the inside of my head. Then the door shut.

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Everything has balance...or so they told me. They were very old... so old that their nails had grew long and dull brown, so old that their hair grew white and touched the ground. They scared me, their faces and lost all personality and they were just life less vessels put here to torment me for my wrong doing. When they spoke there voice crackled and sounded as if they had not a drop of water in years... their breath was like a think musk that you would find early in the morning by a river.... "Carpe Dium" is what they muttered to me. Carpe dium.... size the day.... I looked at them all hunched over as if they bore a great burden and nodded. everything went hazy and I awoke in the crypt, the valuables I had stolen from the grave were still in the back. I was upfront of the door but I could not bring myself to leave....or maybe they would not let me... maybe they were still here holding me to this cursed place. I laded there in that place for what seemed like an endless amount of time, until I heard something. It was a terrible noise it sounded like steal scraping on the inside of my head. Then the door shut.