As another Halloween dawns upon this realm, My herald shall be dispatched to the accursed Red Gate, where a delectable selection of offerings eagerly awaits My consumption. There shall undoubtedly be a grotesque parade of costumes on display, a feeble human ritual in which My herald has no choice but to bear witness to, for he is bound by my whims and desires.
A wretched market shall convene as well, though the nature of its contents remains inconsequential and unworthy of My attention. The only matter of import is the offerings that shall quench My ravenous appetite this night.
Behold the meager offerings available on this night of horrors:
- SPVCE
- SPECTRA
- CHARLES MANSION
- SEEING GREY
Each of these offerings has, on past occasions, succeeded in satisfying My sadistic cravings, with the exception of SEEING GREY, who shall be making their debut performance tonight – an event My herald finds perverse delight in. Therefore, they are hereby placed on notice, bearing the ominous duty of providing Me with the manic energy that emerges solely from the pitiful flailing of humans upon the sacrificial dance floor.
Red Gate, heed My malevolent command. Kindle a relentless frenzy of agony that compels My herald to MOVE in torment. Your failure to appease My desires shall invoke a punishment most merciless and everlasting.