Wakey, wakey, boys and girls.
It's long past time to get a start on the day. Those knives aren't going to sharpen themselves. That chloroform soaked rag isn't going to wrap itself around your victim's mouth all alone. The ropes don't bind themselves and the blindfolds don't know how to knot. And that cage in your basement isn't going to fill itself with prisoners. You have to work for it.
The tears & screams & terror & blood must be wrought with our hands and our minds.
SO GET UP!
There's evil to be done.
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