Never let on that you see
Into that strange realm of shadow
Golems and ghouls in your sight
Hunger to have what is real
Terror they spread where they can
Making a blasphemous din
And only one thing they can’t stand
Running away from its light
Eyes which can see through their lies
Short Poem: Nightmare
Tale Told 
Perhaps they have their own version of The–(the unfun)–The Game!
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