Scary!...
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Go Back!
Do not enter!
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There's danger here!
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There are things that
go bump in the night!
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There are things that creep and crawl,
and wicked things that howl
beneath the moonlight!
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What?
You haven't turned back yet?
Go back!
Flee while you can!
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It was a grim mistake
for you to come here.
The scary things are getting near.
This may be your last chance.
Turn back now
before it's too late.
You're approaching doom's gate!
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Go back I say!
Hie thee away!
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The danger is drawing ever near;
You certainly don't belong here!
I'll give you one last chance.
No, make that two!
Go back!
Go back!
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Run away!
The terror is now so near that
you have every reason to fear
the darkness of the night.
Soon you'll see the light.
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This is your last chance to flee!
I advise you to
scurry away as quickly as a flea...
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Too late!
I've caught you!
Boo!
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"Scary," written and designed by Bobette Bryan, 2000
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