SWTC09

[BRANCH] PALM BEACH

[SERVER] EMPLOYEE NO. 1313

[DATE] 12/24/21

[INDEX ID] SWTC09

[SECURITY] DINER

It would seem our dearest friend had some yuletide warnings to lend. What they mean I can’t be sure for the rhyming words tend to be obscure. Though parts of it I can place and parse the content and context remain rather sparse. Some lines ring familiar; they are not a one-to-one mirror. It seems that things that were once asleep and began to stir and creep, and without a doubt our debts are soon to be reaped.

Unleashed the horrors four-fold

To usher in an other world untold

When you stood in and at The End

You failed to place trust within your friends 

Now the man in golden cuffs sleeps in golden tomb

And far away in an unknown room

A woman awakes to a world upside down

Still attached to a dreamlike town

She now bears the curs’ed name of Fate

And with her touch she’ll break the Gate

For his hellish congregation is well in tow

All that’s left lies hidden down below

In a basement under the Cafe deep

Stirs the beast of hellish creep

From it’s blood we’re born anew

As our debts will all come due

So with the dagger deep in heart

Fast we approach a brand new start

For weaving woes is quite the art

And Fate thanks all who play their part.

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