Woobie.
From the farthest
corners of the universe, there is a terror
growing.
Woobie.
A terror which
lurks in the darkest passages of the collective
unconsciousness. A terror that has roared through
our nightmares since the dawn of man.
Woobie.
When man stared into the foreboding shadows of
the cave, it was there. When he heard the howling
winds of that last endless winter, it was there.
When the primal scream was screamed, it screamed
its name:
Woobie.
A name so terrifying it appears in a bigger type
setting each time it appears.
WOOBIE.
Except for that time, when it just appeared all
in caps, because I forgot what size the previous
one was, and didn't stop to go back and correct
the mistake, because I'm a damn lazy bastard.
Woobie.
Already you have realized there is no relevant
information on this page. I desperately try to
take this off your mind with a slightly different
color.
Woobie.
That doesn't seem to work at all, so I switch to
a cool font to placate you.
You leave the page in disgust, but in your heart
of hearts you will still be gripped by the terror
that is...
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