As more black tendrils seep from the fire and coil around your legs, you notice a pure black shadow that seems to take away all light from the room. It takes form, bright white eyes lock onto you, the man in the middle towers over you, a sinister grin spreading wider than physically possible. His voice is deep and hoarse as he chuckles before he snakes out a pointed tongue, slowly licking at his pointed teeth. Well now.... his head tilts, his piercing gaze studying you. What have we here?
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