Hell of mean
A spooky, scary night, full of ghosts and goblins, sugar and screams, death and the devil! The evil one walks among us! Monsters and demons and criminals and sinners and the depraved, wicked, cruel, and sadistic revel in the darkness and horror. Vicious beasts prowl about, stalking, hunting, killing, devouring. The innocent timidly venture onto the doorsteps of the unknown, with the cute and childlike plea for candy, to be distributed with goodwill, and occasionally even with malice. Who dares disturb the slumber of dreadful dreams, to awaken the villainous ghosts and zombies that inhabit this house of horrors? Hellions screams are ignored, and the diabolical deeds of death, decay, disease, destruction, despair, disaster, and doom go unforgiven, twisting the souls of the damned. Satan, laughing, delights in the festivities, the parade of masks, and the fate of fools, his method of madness and malice. The burning of flesh, the torments of his captives, the satisfying fullness of a fresh meal of warm blood, the unheeded cries for help. The brutality of his coven, the savagery of his profoundly sick underlings. Yes, this night of all nights, he is alive. ALIVE!!
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