[HABBOXWEEN] The beginning0
Two young men strolled one night,
Afraid of the dark, awaiting the light.
One a Man, Joe, tall dark and bold,
The other Drew, a weakling (we’re told).
They reach a house, crooked in sight,
Its surroundings bleak, it’s inclusion a blight.
A gasp of the mouth, a shortness of breath,
It appears Drew, of all people, has little to no words left…
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