Feb
1
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4:45pm, the sun goes down in the City. It’s cold outside. You sit in your workplace and you dread the coming race to get home, to your warm cave where the winter sweatpants uniform awaits. What lies in the fridge? Nothing. Will there be tea? I hope so. These are the triggers of depression. You look forward to finding any food you forgot about. Defeat.
But deep within, something stirs. A low growl. A flicker of electricity. There is more, it says. There is conquering to be done. Listen to this, for it is the voice of the Night. It beckons you to enter. It calls to you.
WILL YOU ANSWER?
