Detection would spell doom for them all, and possibly for civilization as they knew it. What they were about to engage in had long been deemed illegal, immoral and contrary to everything humanity strived for. But it was the only chance they had left. Cue the music. Somehow, they needed the music, something for their sanity to cling to. It was time for the sacrifice. It was time to resurrect the monster.
Thursday in six: Over the hump - woo hoo!
Friday: Overcoming an unusual desire for shoes.
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