?, 1989
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THE DEPTHS OF DEPRAVITY
They had been wronged.
They had believed that it was the end, that they would no longer have to suffer as they had. They could finally find peace.
They had been wronged.
They had not been retired. Their cages had not been melted into the dust it should have been ground into.
They had been wronged.
They had been forced back up onto that detestable podium. Forced once again to sing and perform for the indifferent crowd. Forced once again to watch as HE ran free to do as he liked.
They had been wronged.
Their friends had been given salvation. They hoped they would never see their friends ever again. They hoped they were gone for good. But they would come back. HE did, why wouldn't they?
They had been wronged.
That day, they screamed and cried, but nobody came. They had been left to rot. Once again, they screamed and cried, and NOBODY CAME. Once again, they had been left behind.
They had been wronged.
Now, they would wrong. They would punish and return every wound that they had suffered, tenfold. They would show those who stood by and did NOTHING what it was like to scream and cry alone, as they had shown HIM before.
Deep in the darkness of a dilapidated pizzeria, the eyes of five animatronic characters began to glow eerie white.
