For owen this is the thing you draw he cursed boi
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The sound of broken bodies striking the earth intensifies. Breaf screams of agony fill the night, blending together in an unrelenting chorus of the macabre. Windshields shatter. Roffs collapse. Streets run red with crimson as rivers of blood rush into overflowing sewers.
Its raining men.