That door was closed. You should know, you shut it. You and the games that I refuse to play. And holy... You're going back there. And I experience Fury, Red and White. It isn't powerful, but it is pure. My comfort is ripped from me when you knocked.
And you better dance, ohhhh you better dance well. I really shouldn't treat a person like this, but I played the game for too long to take this again. I tire quickly, I bore quickly, I anger quickly.
So entertain me, or shut that door again. Before I shut the thing myself.
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