Run. Run. Run. They're behind you. Do not, look back. Do not witness those phycopaths. White eyes. Black souls. Endless smiles. Bloody chainsaws, bloody chainsaws behind the poles. Better not witness those 2 phycos. Look back. Do not worry. We do not bite. Look back, look back, and let the ender take your soul. Happy 12th Birthday Bestie This is for u

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