With a man laying in bed. It comes to the door. It gently does tap One two three four The man awakes. To be dissapointed. No friends for him Have been appointed. He gets out of bed. And nears the door He stands on the door step. The cold, stoney floor. Then from the mist. A horrible snigger. Then infront of him A shadowy figure. The figure raised his blade. As he sneared. Then the man and the reaper Dissappeared
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