Her name was Kelly and she had long flowing red hair, like the sun. She was 7 years old and would periodically have pencil shavings pushed up her rectum passage. She lived in a small room with no windows. Her mother and father regularly came in and tortured her, beat her, induced vomiting only to have her re-ingest the mixture. Her eyes, due to the darkness of the small room, developed a red glow and due to the beatings her ears became a mulch on her face, her nose an apocalyptic cavern of sunken darkness. She died last year, only 7 years old.
If you don't join this group before you go to bed tonight she will appear and vomit on your face. She will then re-ingest the mixture, your face included. You will then be stabbed with her long uncut nails until you are dead like her. You will then both haunt the world forever, never resting, never having peace. Ignivomous
This is not a joke. If you join this group you will be spared her grisly fate and something good will hap
