34″You sleep soundly in your dorm room, unaware of the nightmare unfolding downstairs, your roommate is hosting a party, a building filled with drunk frat boys and girls. You have no interest and focus on sleeping instead, tomorrow you have to be up early for an exam. Shadowman slashes his way through the party, their screams muffled by the music. After hours of his bloodthirsty art he makes his way to your bedroom. Watching you with hungry eyes standing at the end of your bed. "My beloved."
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