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An old greyscale photo of a disgruntled, elderly person, trying to conduct an exorsism on a cat. This leaves the cat befuddled.

"Aren?" She asks, hoping she heard correctly. Her friend nods, and she is happy, for this too is her friend's favorite anime character.

Sir Squirrel the Valiant fights the terrifying Tennerbrann The Ashthrower, a fearsome green dragon who breathes fire!

Oh, who let the possessed potato near my phone again? Great, now my mom got a damned Snapchat of my demonic lunch!

A small window illuminates a long hard-wood floored hallway with moonlight. No stars can be seen peaking through.

A message from the Sheriff's Secret Police: WARNING. The stairs that have mysteriously appeared around town should not be trusted.

"Try this, it will take you to The Space," he said to me, holding out a grey pill bottle with a blank label. I stared up at him. Should I?

Stairs of the ancient Temple of Dosmok; the place seems to have always been abandoned, though lights are still seen from the top sometimes.

I refuse to humor immaturity. Please, would you kindly draw something with your favorite colour? Thank you.

"Oh gosh. My head is on fire." "Y'know, Jerry, when you say things like that, straight-faced, I can't believe you."

Jake the Dog got tired of waiting for Finn to save him from the White Void so he just sat down and started to eat icecream.