Running through each and every hall, Dead ends,
Friends have been killed,
One is tied up, stuck,
Little kid, murdered.
Knife in hand,
He chases me. "I'm going crazy without you... it's hard to believe, but I'm having fun." Alesana, The Murderer.
He killed her brother,
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