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Behind the walls,
Under the floor,
You can hear the calls.
From the darkness they pour.
The rats, they kill.
They surround,
They consume.
They tare your flesh,
Your legs bleed,
You let out a shriek,
You fall without hope.
You struggle to survive,
Only to feel the horrific pain
of your flesh being torn to bone.