Labels:text | screenshot | art | graphic design OCR: The guard appears, "Follow Me." Your future awaits, you shall see, " A flagon, he carries, across his shoulder hump back he slouches, from carrying boulers, His canines, extensive, dangerously cunning, His eyes, blood shot, alive, stunning, "This way" he grunts, towards the corridor. You follow, armed, alert, and ready," The hallway, cold, dark, and steady, The guard, a shadow, an outline, you make, Suspicious, a foot behind, here you would stake Minutes to hours, the endless strait, You energy drained, tired, you lose faith, Your guard dropped, weary, you slack, The guard, steady footed, he looks back, You drop, too tired to flee, A wicked smirk, he laughs in glee, His eyes shimmer, red, ruby red, Now he would prey, prey on the dead, Exhausted you lay, your future decided, Death approache ...
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