[Holy crap, the doomy spectrey thing is...getting bigger. And darker. And the air is starting to crackle with energy as the wind picks up into a howl, and now every word that drips from the spectre's lips not only sounds like the agonized death cries of innocent kittens, but also resounds with the promise of pain, infinite pain, for the rest of eternity.]
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