[ gasping and strained ]
This pressure. I know this feeling, I...this... is the same as--
...
[ snarling ]
YURINE. Thou art here, I feel thee. I feel thy fingers in my mind, I feel them clutching, I scent thy flesh.
Come here. Come here come here come here come to me, beloved, I will rip out thy heart from that breast and devour it.I'll
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Where is she. WHERE IS SHE.
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Well, that's always the question, isn't it?
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Are you okay, guy?
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I was waiting.
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