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Here
they are again -
the cold, yellow eyes.
They are fixed upon me,
stare at me silently. They are
still small and perhaps I could
try to stop them. But they have
already become too cold,
cruel cold.
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Magnetized
I look into the
yellow eyes and I feel
the savage horror, the
coming insanity, and the
foretaste of death. I am
petrified, the blood
freezes in my veins,
I become stiff.
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Then they become bigger
and bigger, more yellow,
more dangerous. Slowly they
come closer. And they wait in
silence. They enjoy my fear. They
stare at me cold and mercilessly,
surrounded by cruelty, death,
and horror.
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And they come closer
and closer. I cannot stop them
anymore. Only moments left.
Now they are here and penetrate
me with their viciousness.
I dissolve and become black as
the night and fall into the dark,
never-ending abyss.
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