Yes sir, give me two bags of Soylent, two gallons of water, a dozen candles, an unlined notebook, and I will happily wander these halls over a weekend.
Garlic, silver bullets, these things are for those afraid of the night. My demons have made me immune to such paltry fears. I seek only the beautiful essence of this place, and I am the best choice to find it.
My epitaph if I should not return? Tell them I walked willing with a requiem in my heart and dreams in my head. Tell them I went so others would not have to. Tell them I finally went home.
Ewww....Soylent? Really? MRE's are somewhat less disgusting dear. Try strawberry ice cream. It's not bad at all. Maybe I am being too literal. :D
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