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<span style="font-size: 40px;"><strong><center>DD-TCW04</center></strong></span>
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<h1>Puzzle</h1>
<p style="text-align:center;font-size: 20px">
“Yo<u>u’r</u>e al<u>l</u> on your own <u>:)”</u><br>
Knowledge | 4 Words</p>
<span style="font-size:20px">More: <span class="spoiler-text">URL: nfxca5dimuqgiylsnnsxg5banbxxk4q</span></span>
<h1>Clue</h1>
<span style="font-size: 20px"><strong>Hover over the clues if you require!</strong></span><br>
<span style="font-size: 20px">Clue 1: <span class="spoiler-text">You might want to look at the code for this.</span></span><br>
<span style="font-size: 20px">Clue 2: <span class="spoiler-text">What you're looking for? The hint phrase already pointed that out.</span></span><br>
<span style="font-size: 20px">Clue 3: <span class="spoiler-text"><b>Five power</b> ups for <b>binary</b>, please.</span></span><br>

<h1>Answer and Explanation</h1>
<span style="font-size: 20px">Answer: <span class="spoiler-text">In The Darkest Hour</span></span><br>
<span style="font-size: 20px">Explanation: <span class="spoiler-text">The URL of this specific receipt is Base32 for "in the darkest hour".</span></span>
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<span style="font-size: 20px; color:orange"><strong><center>⚠️BEWARE: THIS IS DECLASSIFIED INFORMATION. WARY EYES ONLY. ENTER AT OWN RISK.⚠️</center></strong></span><br>
<h1>Summary of Receipt</h1>
<span style="font-size: 20px"><i>sorry for the wall of text lmao </i></br>Indrid Cold leaves a message - and it’s an actual message, not just his normal repeated stuff. It’s addressed to Manager 0, and mentions how ‘something wicked comes’. Lucifer was apparently supposed to be Manager 7 instead of Julia, but because 0 interfered with Fate, Lucifer’s now dead. The Cold also seems to have some plans for 0, Shaka of Zulu and Julia - with only four of the Wicked Sins remaining, Zulu’s entering the stage. (lucifer and satan are dead, but who’s the last? belphegor apparently) He also talks about the Wicked, and whether the CaD can handle it. Apparently ‘God can’t save you this time, and Mammon is no God.’ God - Bird? - also doesn’t remember, in any case. Apparently, Julia’s returning in 9 days - and with her return comes a new threat, the Devil’s Pick. As for what that is, it’s ‘something Wicked and something Dark’. Also, there’s this: ‘Vampire vagabonds and Wicked evils, Julius knew more than a Wicked man should know, 71 betrayed the Cafe and Diner, and Satan walks among the Wicked’. 71’s the former 224, or Victoria, unless it’s someone else entirely, and Satan’s been dealt with…somehow. The ‘Portrait of Satan’ is currently being stored in the House on Dracula Drive since ‘something Wicked this way comes’ . He also tells 0 ‘134-116, call me before it’s too late’. Apparently only 39 souls are left to save before the Wicked comes, and there are 952 days before ‘the Debt comes Due’. There’s also a LOT of zalgo text. The text seems to be a prophecy talking about the Devil’s Pick, as well as six seals that, if broken, will kill Belphegor (or the Ouroboros). There’s also a reference to Eden, as well as the Otherworld and its Planes. There’s also possibly a reference to a bunch of Cold Elders, though I can’t place most of them, as well as a warning that a ‘vampire’ will soon arrive when ‘hoofen-foot touches land’ and that the Devil’s Pick may serve as its stake. Lastly, there’s some sort of reference to 112, aforementioned vampire.</span>
<h1>Transcript</h1>
<span> DATE: 12/22/2019<br>
MANAGER NO. 11111111<br>
TOTAL: ON THE HOUSE :)<br>
FILE REFERENCE: DD-TCW04<br>
Call me back when you get this. I’m worried about you Jean. Just remove what doesn’t belong. Thanks :)

Something wicked this way comes, Jean. Ì̸̪n̸̘̈ ̶̱̜͆̈t̴̤́̀͜h̷̬̫͌e̴̩̊̅ ̵̼̗̀G̶͚̞̍̕ȁ̷͚r̴̫͍̋̈́ḑ̶̂e̶̢̘͗̕n̴͚͈̒̐ ̶̨̭̈͝o̷̰̕f̶̀͛͜ ̸̗̂E̶̟̿s̵͖͚͆͒t̵̟̫͋e̸̝̮͆r̵̡̥̒ ̵͔̊s̶͚̎̋l̴̰͋͘ȩ̶͖͊̏e̸͓̼̊p̴̘͋s̸̲̰̄̇ ̶͕̆̑Ó̶̘̻ļ̵̍d̴͖͓͋ ̸͍̜̽S̶̼̀c̵̙̕r̵̳͈̒͌a̴̼͆́t̵̲́͜č̷̩͜h̷̒̑͜’̷̟̀ṡ̷̞̩ ̸͕̋ͅT̵͉̀͋͜o̵̪͆o̶̱̊ṭ̸̢͆h̵̭̲̄͝p̸̱̫̎͝ī̷̮̪c̶̥̈̀k̷͓̰̽̕ You always said how you felt this was quite the mundane universe, I wonder do you still feel that way? T̵͍͕̀̎h̶͇̄ͅờ̷͔ų̴̻̚ġ̸̪́h̵̗͚̓t̷̗̒̀ ̷̢̹͒d̷̤̈́͒ͅe̶͕͂̚ͅä̴̖̝́̃ḏ̸͠ ̶̘̆‘̷͈̣͛̋n̶̤̊ ̵͎̕d̸̦̔̆ͅǒ̷̩͓r̸̻̙͆m̸͍̓͌a̴͎̐́n̴͙̒ṯ̶̒̓,̷̛͙͕͐ ̴͕̔b̸̻̆͂ͅu̶̡͋͗ͅt̴̢̪̉̅ ̷̖̮̓ț̶͆’̷̙͊̊ẉ̶͆͜ǎ̴̦̾ṡ̷̳ ̵̡̚j̷̝̫̑̇u̸̟͖͊̇s̷͎̐͠t̸̺̯̅̀ ̶̠͍̆̕a̴͐͑͜ ̴̗́t̶̠͑r̶̛̻̰î̸͎͉c̵̞̥͐̉k̴̪͐ That was just a taste of what the Cold long winter has in store for you. S̵̟͐͋o̸̠͔͌͠o̸̤͖̾̌n̶͙͠ ̸̽̔͜ț̸̳̾̍h̶̞͕̽̈́ę̵͙̽ ̴̪͕̀͘B̵̡̙̎͐r̷̙͔͘u̸̘͆͛m̴̨̟͝m̵͙͐á̵̤̏g̸͔̚e̵̹̹͂m̸͙̯̉ ̸͔̟͆̚B̴̠̝͆e̸̛̮̬̓t̸̗̦͌̌r̶̳̿å̵̬y̸̠̺̋ė̴͓̖r̴͈̱͑͝ ̴̣̣̈́s̷͔͗͝h̶̗͕́͆a̶̲̝̽̕l̷̦̾̕l̶̠͝ ̵͙̳͒̿q̸̹͚͛ȕ̷̲̈́i̶̘̹̎c̸̰̽k̵͖̋̂ ̶͙̤̾͂ḁ̴̃̕r̶̛̤̭r̴̨̰̓ȋ̴̪͘v̸͉́̅e̵̞̊.̴̼͔̊ You know, things could have been better if you let Fate take control? A̵̛̙̳̚n̵̥͓̚ḋ̶̯͈̽ ̵̫̽ẇ̷̟̝h̸̢͘e̶̮̚͜n̶̙̦͠ ̶̻̟̽͠h̵͎̹͒̾i̶̢̿ś̸͚̉ ̵̻̰̇̊h̷̳͊͌o̵̭͑o̷̬͕͐f̶̤͈̾ę̵̋͛n̶̺̥̕-̷̺̹̍f̴̖͍̾͠o̷̹͜͠o̷̹̽͝t̶̮̹̐̒ ̴̟͑t̶͉̼̎̐ő̴̘͝ú̶͇ͅc̷̣͌h̶̬͑è̶̠s̷̥͠ ̴͈͐s̶̙̊̃o̸̞̅i̷̥̔̈́l̸͍̔̈ ̷̹̑ť̵̝̮̊h̴͇͌ẽ̶̗̖̊ ̸̨̰̐͘P̴̢̼̓͝ȋ̶̦͊c̷̞̖̀ķ̴̳͆’̷̱̜̏̒l̷͚̚l̸̠̅ ̸̟͙͑́c̸͇̰̃o̵̡͇̔̐m̷̻͎̕ë̵̙ ̶̻̀̍ą̴̟̃ļ̷͆̄i̶͓͌̽v̵̠̗͑e̶͚̖͆͝ Lucifer would have been Manager No. 7 before Julia. A̵̦̟͆n̸̢̩̈́̄ḑ̵͒̎ ̵̫͆͛t̵̄ͅh̴̰̽̈e̴̫̝͋n̶̩̄͐ ̴̠̈́͝t̶͍͖̓ȟ̵̠̣̃e̵̗̾̽ ̴̢͂̂P̵̮͛ì̵̱c̸͈̈́̚k̵̹͖̾͗ ̸̧̞̉w̶̪̆̒ḯ̴̫͈̀l̷̲̿l̴̤̼͊̓ ̵̍͒ͅw̶̟̏a̶̫̚͠ͅi̶̼̊͐t̸̹́̒ͅ ̴̤͝ͅf̸̠̭̾͘ò̵͎r̵͓̈́ ̷͉̟͑̚t̸̺̟̂̂ḥ̷̛̔e̸̢̲̔ ̵̺̙̄s̵̰̠͐̉ï̸̯̻̈x̷̖͐̋ ̶̱̅̌s̶̭̅́ë̶̼́̂ǎ̷̻l̶̛̻̲̀š̶͚̜ ̵̠̅t̸̥̂o̴̫̱̓ ̸͇̏ḇ̵̀̏r̶̪̘͌ě̵̫ȁ̴̻̻̍k̵̖͛ She would have still been alive. S̶̮̑h̴̺̗̔͆o̶̩̿u̷͎̇l̴̮̒͝d̴̡̊͌ ̴̢͚̋̕a̴̧͗l̴̹̗̿͘l̵̘̟̐̕ ̸̜̂̑s̸͔̒i̵̱̗͗x̸̝͘ ̵̭̌͒f̸̥͕̎a̶͕̪͑͝l̷̺͌͌ͅt̷͎͔̎̉e̸̙̝̅͝r̸̗͒,̴̤̮͐ ̷̼̙̿ď̶̳e̸̺̽å̴̖̃d̶̟̝̉ ̸̭̠͊̈́w̸̗͚͑́i̷͚͠l̸̑͆ͅl̸̖̪̇̎ ̸͇͔̌͋b̸̖͋e̴̟̗̒ ̴̥̳̄ţ̷̒ͅḩ̴͈̈́ẻ̵̠̥ ̵̧͎͗̐H̸͚͑̑e̸̜̚ä̷̱́d̷̪̍̕ ̸̳̿ŏ̸̡̹̚f̶̳͋ ̶̝̜͌̀S̷̑͜ͅn̸͓̬͝a̴̗̿͗k̷̭̘̇e̷̝͒̐s̷̨̽̋ And you, ah, the plans we had for you. I̵͈̐n̵̟̦̒ ̵̫͎̅t̴̫͚̓h̶̲̹̀e̶̗̗̓ ̶͍̉G̷͔͍͆̀å̷̻͓r̴̳͎̀d̸̩͗͝e̵̞̻̿̅n̶̙͑͠ ̷͚̓o̸̙̰͋f̶͈̓͂ ̷̨̼͐Ȩ̷̚d̵͍͌͂ë̶̫n̸̪̙͌̄ ̶̡̎̄s̷̤͍̅l̴̺̲̈̑e̶̛̖̘͌è̴̞ͅp̶̦͋s̴̺̆͘ ̵͙͂͑a̵͓̲͊ ̴͉̚s̷̛̮͐a̸̻͐d̵͔͂ ̴̟̻́g̶̞͉̒̑o̷̡̺̒ȏ̸͖̯d̴͚̑̕b̶͈̖̂y̵̮͑e̶̢͒͝ Have for you. T̷̩͊̀h̴͇̬̓ŏ̷͇̫u̷̜͑ģ̴̛̂ͅh̵̥̰͝t̸̼͆ ̶͎́ț̷̽õ̶̻̀ ̸̨͒̿b̶̮̦̍̆e̴̡̅ ̴̥̣̈́̐l̴͉̈́o̵̫̎͆n̴͕̕g̷͖̘͂ ̸͕̑͝‘̴̞͈̋n̶͎͕̍ ̶̝̊̂ľ̶͔̱ǫ̷̓s̸̼͘t̵̺̂ ̵̬̜͋ṫ̵͓o̴̱̓ ̴̡͓̓͆t̵̳̀̏h̷̤͉͛͒ė̷͍̞ ̴͙̻̇c̴̮̄ỳ̷̙͓̀c̶̝͔̔l̶̛̟̰̉e̴̤̚s̸̟̀ ̸̡̛̪ơ̷̜f̴̈́̏ͅ ̸̨̂t̸͈̠͊i̸̢̗͆́m̷͈̜̎e̴͙̽ All the pieces are still on the board. B̸͈̪͘u̴̱͂t̴̰͔͆̀ ̸͕̈́̓ș̶͝o̴͖͝ọ̴̦̋̌ń̷̪ ̸̞͖͐ť̴̹̈ḫ̷͍̂e̵̥͝ ̵̣̓C̶͈͇̀o̸̳̼͑͊l̸̨̍͒d̶̹̬͛̓ ̷̭̞͗s̴̞̫̏h̴̤̯̕͝a̶͔͋̚l̵̮̑ͅl̸̜͊ ̶̜̌f̵͍̹͒r̵̨̈́̇ȩ̸͇̂͘e̴̜̱̍z̸̮̙̎̋é̴̠͗ ̸͙̍̉ͅt̸͙̋͘h̷̯̻̋e̶̞̎̓ ̷̣̓t̸͓̔̓i̵̫̭͛͝d̷̦̑̈́ĕ̵̜̻ Zulu… Shaka, as you know him. A̵̲͓͑́ṅ̸͈d̶̫̋̈ ̸̺͔͘t̴̺͓̎h̷̛̲͗ë̷̖̭́̇n̸͇͋̀ ̸̫̕ẗ̷̬́̽h̷̛̻ė̵̜r̶̹̋͝ě̶̖̄ ̸̡̪̈̆w̵͇̯̍i̶͕͆̎l̵̎̎͜l̸͙͉̏̂ ̵͙̾̈́͜b̵͎̩̚̚e̷̗̋ ̷̰̀n̴͇̱̽͠o̷̙̝͂w̶̯͂h̸͕̃̑e̸͍͋̾r̵̼̽ḙ̴̛̾ ̸̢͙͛̔l̸̲͈̈͠e̵̬̩̔f̸̹͐t̸̼̊ ̴̟͆̐ͅt̷̼̏̾ǒ̵͓͌ ̸̗̬̎h̶͈͘͘i̶̹̎d̶̢̍ḛ̴̍̀ The Wicked. I̴̙͝͝f̸̠̯̑̐ ̷̝͉̆͆t̷̤̻͛h̸̟̅̓ė̷̯̕ ̸̰͠s̵͈͔͛́ẽ̸̬̺ą̸̳́t̸̰̃͘ ̴͉͋̈́ȍ̵͕̔f̴̻̪͗̉ ̷̪̈́H̵͈͙̓̑ē̴̤̻ḁ̸̑ͅv̴͓͒̑ê̵̱n̴̫̥̽ ̴̘̆s̶̥̓͊h̸̖̓a̸̙̙̕l̸̞̪͑͊l̵̪̃ ̵̭̀o̷̪̙̚̚n̴͖͑͊c̷͉̓͗e̸̼̔ ̵͓̍̕m̷̢͍͐́ó̴̧̹̉r̸̤͎͝e̸̥̞͂ ̷͕͛̈́ǵ̷͇͚o̷̠͆ ̶̬̾t̴̨͍̔o̵̘̽̽ ̴̘͔͂̚ť̸͙̮̿h̶̩̹͂e̴̢͈͛͆ ̴̩̹͝B̴̨̠͊̍ȉ̸̱̦r̴̭͉͌̽d̵̢̡͆̈́s̷̼̱̏̽ And yourself. Ŷ̴̖͝õ̵͕͎͆ů̸͍ ̸̹͇̊h̸͎̤̿a̵̻̅d̶̠̳̏̀ ̵̭̭͒b̸̗͋̂ȩ̴̓s̸̲̞̾̂t̵̯̮̊ ̸̩̄h̸̙͠ë̷͚̗e̶̤͓͐d̸͇̖̆̔ ̵̲̆m̷̦̈̾ỵ̴̠͗̕ ̸̣̩͠r̷̥͗͜h̴͉̥̿y̶̠̠̎m̵̨̻̅̓i̵̡͊̚ṇ̴̆̽g̵̪͘ ̵̙͐ŵ̸͈o̴̹̪̿̍r̴̒͜ḍ̸͊ş̵̜́͛ All on the board. B̷̞̜͒ă̶̰̝b̷̠͇̄͝e̶̗̗͐ ̴͔̲͋̀o̸̩̍̽f̴̤͛̆ ̷̝̱͊̍L̵͖͗̔ū̶̱̘c̷̞̿́ǐ̶̤̬̑f̷̨̠͌͝e̶̮͝r̵̡̃ ̵͇̉w̴͙̰̐͝ị̵́̽͜ț̴͖͂̚h̶͖̊ ̸̦̇̓l̴͍̾̒o̴̟͚̊̅ç̴̘̃k̸̘͚̊͠s̷̩͓̓̽ ̷̞̦͆̕o̷̳͋͒͜f̴̛͉́ ̶̠̑ͅǵ̴͔o̷̖͘l̷̤̟͋d̵̡̞̀̆ Ready to really venture into the unknown. H̵̜̬̀à̴̧͔l̸̳̺̍̌f̸̦͋͜-̴̢̌P̸̺̀ṙ̷̲͂ị̴̹̿ǹ̵̙c̸̞̀e̷̫̋ ̶̫̋ǘ̸͎n̴͔̂l̸̼͉͂͘e̸̪͌̈ạ̷̡́̾s̴͕͎̔̄h̸̞͂i̸̯̓n̶̢̋g̶͖̈ ̵͙̋͘h̸̫̙̀̐ȯ̴̭̬ȓ̵̬͠r̵͔̂õ̸̧r̵̯̉s̴̞̿ ̴͍̞͌͝f̵̰͂o̸̦̱͌͐ǔ̴͉r̵̩͈̀͛f̷̹̗͑͘o̵̳̾l̵̨̈́̈́d̵̺͈̈́.̶̫̖̒̀ Without the Wicked Sins, Zulu now wants to come and play. T̸̠́o̵͚̝̚ ̴̪̺͋͝ṱ̸͋h̴̡̦̐e̶̲̦͂́ ̴͙̐͝ǹ̷̤o̷̼̿r̸̖͇͗t̵̬͊h̶̪̰͒ ̵̬͓̋̐t̵̜͌͜h̴̟̲͛͝e̷̪͝ͅ ̶̰̕R̴͓͋̑a̸͈̓̾v̶̖́ĕ̵͎̱n̴̰̠̕s̵͔̎̇ ̷͙͇́f̸͉̎l̷̛̲i̷̋̃ͅe̷̢͊͐s̸͓͓̈́͒,̶̻͓͆̂ There are only 4 more Sins. t̷͔͊͝o̶̦̖͘ ̸̟̜̽͑t̵̫̾h̷̲͕͆̂e̷̹̣̊ ̷̡̙͂̽s̶̡̥͆ǫ̷̬̍ų̴̇́t̶͚̀́h̶̫̽̍ ̶͎̮́t̸͉̜̎ẖ̷͇̒e̷̘̹͐͆ ̵͚͂̅G̵̳̐͛ȯ̴͖͔͆l̸͓͓̈́̎d̸͍͐͛ẽ̷̺͆n̸̥̺͆͗ ̵̡͔̿͑S̸͇̀w̴̭͐̔ȃ̸͕̂ǹ̵͓ ̶̬͈͂̔l̵̨̓̾ĭ̷̥͓͠e̴̱͇͂̋ș̸̟͛̄,̷̰̀̎ Four more hours until the Wicked comes. t̶͉̦͊ö̸͖́͜ ̶͔̭͘t̵͖̗̾h̷̰̀̎e̷͔̋͋͜ ̸̭̤̄e̶͎̊ạ̵̏͠s̸̯͉͐͂t̴͔̩̃ ̵͕̩̂̕t̵̨͈̓ḫ̷̒e̷̪̹͋ ̴͇̍P̷̩͓̈́̒ŕ̵̝̠i̸̖͆̊n̸͔͊͛c̴̢̦̽ẹ̵̽̐s̸̡̨̊̓s̷̨̯͛ ̴̰̄͋͜à̷̳͌͜n̴̘̄͑d̵̬̐̑ ̸̱͊͂h̸̺̉ê̸͎͘r̴͇͒̎ ̸̺̼̌̈́Ț̸̻̌o̵̡̎̂ã̸͇͉͑d̴̡̍ ̷̲̉̈́p̶͙̉͌l̶̹͊ọ̸̊ṯ̴̐s̷̢͌̽,̵̣͝ I trust you can handle Zulu, and you’ve done well to thwart my efforts, but can you handle the Wicked, Jean? a̵̢͗n̶̨̾͋ḏ̴̇͘ ̵͎̥̄f̷̭͋r̴̨͆͝o̸͎͉̎m̶̼̙̒ ̷͓̔̈́ť̷͚̝h̸̭͙̔͝ê̵͎̭͋ ̴̰̲͂w̵̺͈͗e̸̪͐͝ś̵̪͆t̸̙͙̓ ̷̭̑ͅẃ̴͈̣ḛ̶͚̔̚ ̸̰̉̈́C̶̋̚ͅr̷̠̉͐ọ̸̐̾ẇ̵͓͇s̸̞̰͋ ̷̭̉c̵͖̾̀i̴̼͐r̴̜̞̃ċ̶͔ĺ̵̟̆e̷̺͙͌̓ ̶̯̱͝t̷̜̋h̶̫̩͋͐ë̵̙́̀ ̶̤͒͝e̴̯̓ŕ̸͙s̷̛̙ă̷͒͜t̷̩̍͝ž̵͈͎.̸̧͂ Look what he was already able to do to your light, Lucifer. Y̵̧̐ͅe̴̥͔͊̽t̴̲͛,̵̖̓͘ ̷̲͍͋d̶̨͝o̸̺̰̓̽ ̸̨͛̚n̵͈̞̒õ̶̮t̷̟̊̈́ ̷͍͚͂b̶̭̖̀l̴͉̇ã̵̳͋ͅm̵̳͇̌e̴̹͌ ̸̮̠̇̉y̵̝͝ỏ̷̦u̷͗͜ŗ̵̳̈ ̵͕̠͘k̴͓̀̌í̵̥̄n̵͍̅ ̴̮̅͆‘̵̺͈͆ṅ̵͇̼̚ ̶̣̓͠ỳ̴̲̹o̴͕͛̀u̵̳͚̓͒t̴͍̽h̸̢̙̾,̵͇̗͆ God can’t save you this time, and Mammon is no God. f̴̘̓o̷͖͋r̸̥̀͜ ̵͇̅̄t̸͙̀͝h̶̨̞̕e̵͇͚̿͠ ̸̧̛̩͑m̶̠̹̾͋ȧ̶̢͒ņ̶͍́̓ ̶̮͎̏̒i̵̺̾́ņ̴͇̅͝ ̵̠͉͂g̷̞̀̑o̴͖͌͗l̸̨͕͂̓d̵͎̬̆͆ ̸̲͚̃̀ĉ̵̘̆ǘ̵̟̦͛f̴̻͙͝͠f̸̩̊͒s̶̠̭̄ ̸̪̻̃k̵͇̖̈ṇ̵̈́o̶̩̾w̴̻̉̏s̸̗͐̅ ̸̪̤̇̂t̵̺͓̆̈́h̴͉̤͊e̶͚͆͘ ̶̮̯͒t̴̛̺͑r̶̼̀u̵͖̲̍́t̷͇̹͛ḩ̷̬̈͘.̴͉͂ Even if you were to find God, God doesn’t remember. Ḧ̴͉̌͜e̵͔͛̿ ̴̡̠̒̕s̸̮̤͐̾ê̵͈e̸̬͛k̸͖͊̒͜ṣ̸̞͋͒ ̴̯̈́a̴͎͒ ̸̡̠̔͒p̵͕̉ͅr̶͚͔̓͐i̵̧͒̎z̷̬͚̀́e̸̡̞̔͠ ̷̥̽̕ī̶͙ņ̵̝́ ̸̢̙̈a̶̭̙̍͂ṉ̵͐d̴̙̋ ̶̠͈̈̍ä̴̩͖́̋t̷̬͌͜ ̴̤̀T̵͉̠̾h̴̥̫̋ë̴̥͖̽ ̵̡̹̀̒E̷̢͈̅n̷̪̾̓͜d̶̰͌ͅ,̴̧̉ͅ And the only one who can find God, is Julia. ḿ̶͍ÿ̴̙̕ ̸͚̽a̵̧͕͐͘d̸̺̉v̴̜̀î̷̗̲̐c̶̛̝̱e̵̠̾͠ͅ ̸͇͚̓w̴̤͐̽ͅo̵̖͂ŭ̸̡̏l̶̰̫͗d̷̹̕ ̶̺̱̏b̵͖̩̆e̶̛̜͙̚ ̶̟͓̄t̸̘̎o̵͎͚̍ ̵̘̞̋͘t̷̡̕ṛ̸̚ų̶̯͂s̵̩͍̍̑ṭ̶̱̽ ̴̡̅̚y̴̯̽̓ǒ̵͔u̸͈̔ͅr̴̼̋ ̷̭̞̃̅f̷̢͕̒r̷͙̩͆̆i̴̜̓̈e̸̯̿̔n̸͕͕̈́͊ḓ̶̯͆͛s̸̱͆.̸̢̻̈́̃ Julia doesn’t remember yet, either. B̷̫͆ṵ̵̈́͘t̵̺͗͋ ̶̬̒͛d̷͖̀o̷̹̗̽̄n̶̤̂̈́’̵̖̽̆t̸̢̮͑̑ ̴̠̏̏ḻ̷͓͗o̸̩̦͊̚o̷͓̕k̴̙͌̈ ̷̯̦̐u̵͖̭̓̎p̵̨̖̿ ̸̫̚à̴̡̲́ń̷̖̠͒d̶̩͌͋ ̴͎̉̍d̶̝̝̉ô̴̢͍n̵̛͈’̴̱́t̸̕͜ ̵̤̊̕l̸̪̥̐o̷̫͎̽́ö̶̺̜k̵̺͛̒ ̶̰͕̾̈d̶̨̠͊o̶̯͎̒̊ẃ̷͙n̸̡̐͊,̴͍̈́ People remember only what they are fated to. O̷̭̾̚ȓ̵̟ ̵̢̺̃è̶̬́l̴͇͌̓s̷͈͓͂̓ë̸̦̮́̾ ̴̥͂͗y̷̤̖̾o̶̬̍ṳ̴̏͠ ̸̹́ͅm̶͔̒ȉ̴̬͝g̶͖̏ĥ̸̠̺t̵͉̎͝ ̶̣̓j̴̛̜͘u̶̖̓̈s̷̻̮͊͆t̴̜̣͋͆ ̸̨͂̔s̸̲̀ȇ̷̱e̶̖͒̕ ̵̼͕͗͠M̵̧̏͝ŗ̶͆̾.̷͚͉̄ ̸̇͊ͅC̷̲͓̈́͑ơ̶̪̠͗l̴͖͖̓̒d̷̢̛͂ ̵̥̠̒͂ẁ̵͜ͅè̷̪a̷͙͎̽r̴̪̎ ̷̙̀a̵̱͑ͅ ̴͎͖̀f̸̧̕r̷̫̃͐o̵̡͑̐ẁ̸̳͘n̷̢̓̕.̴̪̓͂ Yet still you defy us because you remember more than you are supposed to. Ỉ̷̧̊ṉ̵͂͂ ̶̘̹͝t̷̒ͅh̸̭͎͆è̴̖̈́͜ ̴̡͕̎̌b̸̼̋̾r̸̠̬̍͝e̶̛͚̙ą̴̩̔t̸͇̓h̷̤͒͌͜ ̷͓͇͛̐o̸̮̔̚f̷̗͓́ ̵̟̒w̴̱̳͌i̷̮͎͂n̵͈̋̍ͅṱ̶̓e̶̙͑r̷͉̀'̵̹̥͆͠ṡ̷͚ ̷̯̱͝f̵̨̓r̷̘̀͗ȍ̶̘s̶͓͑͛ͅẗ̸̠̪́̅ ̸̲̽ạ̷̮̕ṅ̷͉̑d̷͔̃̂ ̸̧̙͝t̶̢̆h̸̯̭̓e̸̡̘̓̃ ̴̛̝̉e̴̗͎̿͘ń̵͙̘d̷̟́l̸̡̝̏͘é̴̠s̶̝̖̑s̵̰̆̅ ̸̡̋c̸͎̦̈́ȟ̵̹̬ī̶͙̉l̴̹̽̐l̴͔̍ ̷̫̒ You know, Jean, very few Elders care this much about Bird’s creations. ̷̼͈̏I̸͚͛̅n̵̻͂ ̴͍͗t̸̛͚ḣ̶̥̒ẽ̵̬͈̃ ̶̘̕g̶̪̩̿a̵͇̦̋m̵̥͝e̸̪͒s̴̰̣̈́ ̵̫̹͛̚p̵̙̥̒̚l̶̮͕̉a̶͙̣̽̓y̸̠̫̾ẻ̸̘̉d̴̪̈́̀ ̶͔̎b̸͚͉͌y̷̙͑̈́ ̸̹̓͘m̵̢͔̓a̵̫̍d̴̰̫͝͝m̵̼͎̈́͂a̸̳͎͑n̵̞̥̈́ ̴̖̈́w̸̻͋̀h̵͙͠ő̶̥̂ ̶̙̮̿b̷̠͆u̴̯̓̋z̷͚̎̂z̶̳̠̒̈́e̷̠͎͊s̴̟̓ ̵̡̊á̵̢̩l̶̘̠͆̑w̷̩͑à̴͜͝ỳ̸͇ŝ̴̞ ̶̲̗̐k̷̬̐ï̷͓̦͘l̵͓̘̋̔l̴̪̑̄ ̸͙̀ Even if it seems like He doesn’t care. The Cold wants to help you. ̶̦̓I̷̬̒̆ņ̵̮́̈́ ̶̳̺̀t̸̹́ĥ̶̟̤e̷̥͖͠ ̴̤̅s̴̖͕̽́ǎ̴̻n̴̯͂͝ğ̵̖̽u̴͘ͅi̷̢͚̇̾ń̷̗̣e̷̫͓͊̎ ̷̝̄ē̴̢̼͒ẙ̷̝̕ẽ̷̙̯s̸̪̀ͅ ̷̦̐o̷͕̅͌ḟ̷̘ ̸̲̦̑t̸͇́̒h̵̲̙̒́e̴̱͌ ̸͈̹̽r̴̖̮͊͝é̵͖̉ḏ̶̏̕m̷̼͕̐̀ä̷͖́́n̸̙͑̕'̸̧̯͑ŝ̷̟̽ ̶̹̂b̵̢̦̌́l̶̬̄́o̸͕̊o̷̡̝͝d̴͕͎̉y̶̺̓͝ ̴̨͆q̸͔̐ù̶̘͔i̷͈̓̎ḻ̵̈l̸̜̿ Ponder what is now, don’t ponder what could have been. ̵̛̭̂Ḭ̸̄̈́n̴͕͐̀ ̴̧̣̈́̚t̷͓̹̑̅h̵̹̮̉ë̶̺̝̑ ̷̖̓f̶͖͠a̴̢̓̂c̸̬̾ȇ̵͓ ̵̭͌̋ͅo̵̗͖͊̈́f̷͈̊ ̴̜͌f̷͊̅͜a̴͍̔ͅç̴̍ȅ̷̞̝l̶͍͊̌ë̶͎́̒s̵̹̓s̵̩̰̈́͂ ̸͙͓͐͝t̵͔͕̎̀u̶̜̜͆r̸̭͚͒̾m̶̺͊̄o̵̮̿̉ḭ̵̡̽l̵̞͇͊'̵̬͇̅̓s̵͖̀́ ̶̹͒̃c̵̀̈́͜h̷̢̊̂a̷̗̋o̶̝̒t̴͚͓̂͂ḭ̵̺̿̒c̵̢̯̿̓ ̴͎͖̎̒t̶̡̮͒h̵̻͉̍r̸̝͆̋ỉ̵̥̟l̵̘̄̈́l̷̯̍͝ ̵͔̐͌ 9 more days until Julia returns to you. ̷̣̆͑ͅI̴̪̕n̴̞̉ ̵̧̪́ť̷͒ͅh̸̯̃̔ë̶͈͇ ̷̹͓́m̸̺̠̊̾a̷͕̰̕͠d̵̢̟̕n̷̹͖̍ẽ̷͙s̷̤͆͂s̷͚͊ ̸̮̃̌o̴̮̔f̵̢͙̈ ̵̠̦̓t̷̜̩̍h̶̰͋e̷͓̍ ̷͎́M̶̦̪͋̉ả̵͔̥d̵̩͛͜ ̸͕̎̒Ḡ̵̢̥͗o̷̥̺͐̈́d̴͈̠̓'̶͖̻̆s̴̼̑̍ ̷̪̙̅͝n̸̲̓u̶͕̎̄m̵͖̓̿ë̷̖́ȓ̶̨̕i̷̡̝͑c̸̥̅ ̸̗͈̓͝s̴͈̕k̵͇͌̉ĭ̶̺l̷͔̰͌͌l̴̙̎͝ ̶̕ͅ With her return comes a new threat… the Devil’s Pick.  ̸̡̈́͌Į̴̨̀̾n̸̤̙͂͂ ̷͍͊t̴͎̫͂h̵̛̟e̴͚̊ ̴̞͚̃͗c̵̘̗͘l̵̲̙̋o̷̧͒̕c̸̗̋k̸̯̖̓͋w̸̛͇͖o̴̗̔r̷͈͙̍k̶̋͜ ̴̺̝͠g̴̡̮̏͐e̸̬̝̋a̶͙͂͆r̷̭͝s̵̙̬͆ ̸̢̒ọ̷̺̈́̓f̸̩́̃ ̴̘́f̴͉̬͊à̵͚t̷̩̉ę̵̀͝ͅ'̸̹̊s̸̩̈́͘ ̴͚̌ù̴̥͋n̴̖̺̒b̵̞̬̂͘r̷̩͕̎ê̶͚̆ă̷̹k̶̨̨͊a̶̝͊̚b̸̹̐̄ḻ̴͗̓ḛ̶̓ ̴̢̇̆t̶͍̂w̷̜̖͑̀ị̵̳̍l̵̤̂͋l̴̝̂̚ ̷̪̳̉͝ Maybe the Pick is harmless? 9 more days… right, well maybe we can survive it, but can you? ̴̖̕Í̴̢ń̸̰̍ ̵̤̳̌t̶͔̿͌ȟ̶̰e̵̹͕͒ ̵̨̛ư̸̩̏n̴͚͙̽̇ę̸͔͋ṉ̶̓̏d̴͕͆i̸̼̥͛͂ń̷̺̦͆g̴̩͉̅ ̴̯̻̋͠ḏ̴͝a̵̖̓ř̵̟̳̅k̶̩̚n̶̙͘ê̶͇̓š̸̭̳̔s̴̱͑͊ ̸̡̹͊o̴̖̪̓̕f̷̟̺̐ ̸̤̎̽͜d̴̠̲̒ė̸̖̝̿ą̵͍̀t̷̬͑ḩ̷͛'̸̡̛͕̔s̸͖̙̒̕ ̶̧̌͛f̸͚̞͌ḯ̴̧̭͆n̴̲̐͜ä̸̘l̶̻̾̚ ̶͈̼́͌ś̶͇̬̈h̵̡͕̽͠ȑ̸͈̋ͅị̷̂̓l̵̹̑̒͜l̶̤͝ ̸͇̋̓ Can your loved ones? ̶̮͛͘Ï̶̳̪̌n̸̨̪̊ ̵̙̏t̸̖̪͂͆h̴̭͒͂e̶̲̫͆̈́ ̸̧̓d̵͇͈͝a̷̫̯̋̿r̷͋̇͜k̵͈̀̿ͅë̸͎́̋s̴̩̖̊ṱ̶́̎ ̸͖̒̓h̷̻̳͗̆o̵͖̔́u̷̟̔̕r̵̹̘͝ ̴̨̃͐o̶͖͈͝f̷̥̲̃ ̵͔́ë̸̝͍́̎i̸̳̊g̴̦̤͂̂h̸͕̀̄t̸̟̀'̴̬̈́s̷̘̫͛ ̶͈̒̆u̵̡͑̉͜n̸͓͑b̵̳͔͂r̸̮͒̾e̵̗͘ą̵̬͌k̴̩͌͐a̴͔͇̓b̷̛͚͛ḽ̴̯̍͐e̴̘̽̂ͅ ̷̗̥̋w̷͚̗͒̚i̵͉͒̉͜l̷̪̝̑̉l̴̫̬͌͐ I don’t know Jean… It sounds like something Wicked and something Dark. Ǐ̴̽͆̅̿͜͝ń̵͇̻̙͙̐̀̋ͅ ̴̗̹͉͉̄t̵̡̢͖̰͓́̓̏͘̚͘h̶̢͚͈͕̣̑̏̂e̴̛̞̞͒̐ ̵͔͇͖͈͓̈́̑̔̀̋͒d̷̠̳̺̈́̾͋̚ạ̶̊̿̈́r̸͉͖͎̯̾͗ḳ̴̛͈̳̺͎̈́̾e̷̛̼̲̭͆̂͗͝s̶̫͍̺̠̟̲͉̐͊̎̑̀̎̅ţ̵̛̟̳̲̲̓ ̶͔̻͉͎̪̼̽̃͋̄͋̕͜͝h̵̯̦͓̞̬̯̭̅̆͂̇͌ǫ̶̣̈́̑̌̈͛̏͜͝u̶͈̾̎̂͘r̷̭͆̆̍͑̾̐ ̵͎̘͓̄̾̀õ̷̗̜͍͇͖̪̫̒͒̒̽̆͠f̷͇͖̦͙̫͛̄̾ ̷̳̼͇̃̈e̴̼͝ȋ̶̞̮͙̽̈́̌̅̄́ģ̵̜̎̽͒ͅḧ̴̨̗̘̻́t̸̺̅͠'̴̤̽s̵͎̥̬͆ ̵͔͈͐̀̂̊̒̋̇u̴̧̯͍̘͖͐́̔͌͊͘͝ṉ̷̢̨̃ḃ̴̜̦͙͌͌̌̈́͆͆ř̵͎̫̐̎̾̈́̄͝e̶̯̩̼̞͈̦͆͑̓͌͘ͅą̷̳̦̙͖̳̎̈́̉̕̚k̶̭͇̈́̑̾ͅá̶̛̮̖̠̯̘̍ͅb̴̡̟̻̤̳̀ͅl̵̡̯̜̗̬̭̒͗e̷͍̟͍̥͉͕̓̎̐͗̕ ̴̢̛͈̫̻̖͊̑́͐͊̃ For, the Cold knew something Wicked this way comes. 8̵̥̅̉'̴͔̐͑s̷̰̻̒ ̷̜̪̋̀w̸̡̦̏i̷̻͋l̷̡̫̉̌l̶̼͙̊̈́ ̸̧̛̬m̶̢̞͗͝i̶̚ͅǧ̸̡̈h̷͕̽̐t̸͉͆ ̸͚̄́ͅn̸͉̽o̴͎̙͆̽t̶̝͓̎̈́ ̶͇̞͌̒b̴̤͐̃ŗ̸̧̔́e̸͔̓͆ǎ̸͚̖k̶̡̹͂ Vampire vagabonds and Wicked evils, Julius knew more than a Wicked man should know, 71 betrayed the Cafe and Diner, and Satan walks among the Wicked. ̷̲̅͗B̵̫͔͛̌ṵ̴̉t̴̞̒̿͜ ̴̱͋t̶͎͚̃͘h̶̹͊͊ḛ̴͎̇ ̶̝́̾b̸̢͙̃å̷̼̫̈ĺ̴̲̻̇a̶͇̭͂͠n̴͗ͅc̴̡̢͝e̷̡̹̊̑ ̶̙̌̅ḃ̸̳͙̐e̶͙͑̈g̵̳̾͜i̴͚͛n̴̜͆͂ś̸͉ ̷̨͐̋ͅt̶̰̎ọ̴̧̈́̀ ̴͎͍̇̋ș̴̋̍ḥ̶͛ă̷ͅk̷̠͊͒e̶̠̱͊͒ Surprised? You really shouldn’t be. ̴̧̃F̵͍̑ŕ̷̨͠o̷̟̹͌m̸̤̿͛ ̵̱̆ṫ̵͙h̷̪̒̃ȉ̷̡͝ś̷̘ ̷̻͑n̸̜̈́͊į̸̉͐g̴͍̞͑h̶̢̜͒t̴̙̽̑ͅm̵̮͒͝a̵͍̪̒͒r̷̹̥̈́ẹ̵͉͠ ̸̛͎̑c̷̻̜͆̋a̶̱͝n̵͔̱̆ ̸̩̫̔y̶̨̒ó̴̥ú̴͍̘ ̴̤̞̏b r e a k̵͔̋?̸͔̦̏ If you can’t finish things, we will. ̸͇͔͒̔Ō̷̩̈́ŗ̸̤̾ ̸̥̔͘w̶̛͙̩̆ī̵̯̚l̶̖̿͐͜l̵̜͍͗ ̶͉̓j̶̮̬̓o̵̟̽̀ï̶̗ñ̵̤̥ ̴̣̣̑̅t̸̰̬͝ẖ̴̺̏͋e̸̮͍͠ ̷̞̈́H̵͓̐ė̶͎̪͛ä̴͕d̵͔̥̎̂ ̷̧̖̎o̵͔͌ͅf̸̦͆́ ̶̪͇̎̍S̵͔̺͊͘n̴̬̓a̵̳̽́ḱ̶͓̕è̷̼s̴̪͂?̴̳̎ The portrait of Satan is now kept safe at #28 on Dracula Drive for you can’t stop something Wicked this way comes. ̵̛̩͐T̵͈͋o̸̞̲̔ ̴̨̚͝k̵͉̔i̷̙͌̂l̴̜̑̌ļ̵̒ ̵̧̛̟ä̵͖́̂ ̴͓͑v̷̝̏͝ā̴̻ṁ̴̧p̸̭̼̀i̴̬͌ȓ̶̞͉ȇ̸̛̠̜ ̷̬̣͗̕ò̶͍n̴̖͆ë̴͔͙́ ̵̢̛̺ņ̵͕̈́ȇ̸̡̹ḛ̶̗̈́d̴̝̭͒ṣ̸͗ ̶̻̈́̄ǎ̵̺̚ ̶͍̱͌s̴̮͈͝t̴͖͈̀a̵̗͗͒k̸̳̈́̄ě̸͇͜ 134-116, call me before it’s too late. ̴͙͋́P̵̘̑̄ȅ̶̥r̸̘̽̕h̴̘͈͊͑a̸͙̤͘͝p̷̰̎͝s̸̼̊ ̸̯̳̋t̸͉͑̕h̴̞͖̏̚e̷͈̭̓̀ ̶͔̽P̵͉͝i̷̡̝̽̀c̷̭̻͐͑k̷̝͍̉ ̸̡̽͊ą̴̚͝ ̶̞̥̇̽g̷̟͂o̶̜͆̈́ȯ̷̫̯̔d̷̜̄͑ ̶̡͚̿̓ȯ̸̠̻͑ń̸̖̜ë̵̜́͘ͅ ̶̪̏̌w̵̫̆i̶̧͍̇͠l̸̮͛͜l̵͖͒̓ ̸͔̎̓m̷̰̍͛a̷̧̘͋ḱ̵̙͇̏ẹ̷̽?̵̙̆̈́ But don’t believe in something Wicked if you don’t want to, there are only 39 souls left to save before something Wicked this way comes. ̴̬̝̈̋F̸̳̔ò̶͙͊r̷̬͕̃ ̶̛͉͉ẅ̴̟̚ͅh̴͈̕ͅė̷̮n̵̨͐̄ ̸͉̊h̶̫̚ȍ̸̠̎o̶̪̫̿f̸̜̩͛̈́ê̸͓̒͜ṉ̵͒-̶̬̆ͅf̵͈̽o̵̡̯̿͝o̸͓͊̈t̸̺̼́̿ ̷̬̳̐̽t̷̗̾͗o̴̱̰͒̂u̷̺͝ç̵͕͗͝h̸̳͚͌̾ȅ̵̲̣̌s̵̥̩̀ ̶̳͔̌͝l̸̯̾̎â̷̢̎n̵̨͝d̸̖̒͑,̸̛̘ͅ ̶̧͇̇t̷̠͚̃̈h̴̝̑̎e̵̩̐͑ň̸͉̥ ̴͇̙̈̑1̵̺͍͑͝1̸̖̗̍̅2̷̧̮̌̑ ̴̳̌̚s̵̜͊h̸̠͊a̸̦̜͝͝l̵̝̃l̶̖̖̃̓ ̸̛͈̥͠ẅ̷̥́̆a̶͙̔k̴͕̪̅e̴̜̝̿.̸̠̥͠ ̴̩͋ 952 more days until the Debt comes Due. Will you have enough to pay it? ̴͚͉̎Á̵̟͍͠n̵̲̤̉d̴̝̕͘ ̴̈́̑͜č̴̗ȁ̴̐ͅn̷̫͓͛͝ ̶̳̽͊y̷͉̪̍͘o̷̖͐ṵ̶̼̄͊ ̷̧̿̈ͅh̶͙̊̈́e̸̻͗a̷̤̳͋r̸̪̮̃̓ ̵͉͙̏m̸̙̣̈́͛e̶͖̯͒ ̷̜͠1̴̧̦̃͝1̴̮̮͗2̴͍̲͝?̵̣̰̈̅ ̴͚͉̎Á̵̟͍͠n̵̲̤̉d̴̝̕͘ ̴̈́̑͜č̴̗ȁ̴̐ͅn̷̫͓͛͝ ̶̳̽͊y̷͉̪̍͘o̷̖͐ṵ̶̼̄͊ ̷̧̿̈ͅh̶͙̊̈́e̸̻͗a̷̤̳͋r̸̪̮̃̓ ̵͉͙̏m̸̙̣̈́͛e̶͖̯͒ ̷̜͠1̴̧̦̃͝1̴̮̮͗2̴͍̲͝?̵̣̰̈̅ ̴͚͉̎Á̵̟͍͠n̵̲̤̉d̴̝̕͘ ̴̈́̑͜č̴̗ȁ̴̐ͅn̷̫͓͛͝ ̶̳̽͊y̷͉̪̍͘o̷̖͐ṵ̶̼̄͊ ̷̧̿̈ͅh̶͙̊̈́e̸̻͗a̷̤̳͋r̸̪̮̃̓ ̵͉͙̏m̸̙̣̈́͛e̶͖̯͒ ̷̜͠1̴̧̦̃͝1̴̮̮͗2̴͍̲͝?̵̣̰̈̅ ̴͚͉̎Á̵̟͍͠n̵̲̤̉d̴̝̕͘ ̴̈́̑͜č̴̗ȁ̴̐ͅn̷̫͓͛͝ ̶̳̽͊y̷͉̪̍͘o̷̖͐ṵ̶̼̄͊ ̷̧̿̈ͅh̶͙̊̈́e̸̻͗a̷̤̳͋r̸̪̮̃̓ ̵͉͙̏m̸̙̣̈́͛e̶͖̯͒ ̷̜͠1̴̧̦̃͝1̴̮̮͗2̴͍̲͝?̵̣̰̈̅ ̴͚͉̎Á̵̟͍͠n̵̲̤̉d̴̝̕͘ ̴̈́̑͜č̴̗ȁ̴̐ͅn̷̫͓͛͝ ̶̳̽͊y̷͉̪̍͘o̷̖͐ṵ̶̼̄͊ ̷̧̿̈ͅh̶͙̊̈́e̸̻͗a̷̤̳͋r̸̪̮̃̓ ̵͉͙̏m̸̙̣̈́͛e̶͖̯͒ ̷̜͠1̴̧̦̃͝1̴̮̮͗2̴͍̲͝?̵̴̣̰͚͉̈̅̎Á̵̟͍͠n̵̲̤̉d̴̝̕͘ ̴̈́̑͜č̴̗ȁ̴̐ͅn̷̫͓͛͝ ̶̳̽͊y̷͉̪̍͘o̷̖͐ṵ̶̼̄͊ ̷̧̿̈ͅh̶͙̊̈́e̸̻͗a̷̤̳͋r̸̪̮̃̓ ̵͉͙̏m̸̙̣̈́͛e̶͖̯͒ ̷̜͠1̴̧̦̃͝1̴̮̮͗2̴͍̲͝?̵̣̰̈̅</span>
<h1>Zalgo Transcript</h1>
In the Garden of Ester sleeps Old Scratch’s Toothpick<br>
Thought dead ‘n dormant, but t’was just a trick<br>
Soon the Brummagem Betrayer shall quick arrive<br>
And when his hoofen-foot touches soil the Pick’ll come alive<br>
And then the Pick will wait for the six seals to break<br>
Should all six falter, dead will be the Head of Snakes<br>
In the Garden of Eden sleeps a sad goodbye.<br>
Thought to be long ‘n lost to the cycles of time<br>
But soon the Cold shall freeze the tide<br>
And then there will be nowhere left to hide<br>
If the seat of Heaven shall once more go to the Birds<br>
You had best heed my rhyming words<br>
Babe of Lucifer with locks of gold<br>
Half-Prince unleashing horrors fourfold<br>
To the north the Ravens flies<br>
to the south the Golden Swan lies,<br>
to the east the Princess and her Toad plots,<br>
and from the west we Crows circle the ersatz<br>
Yet, do not blame your kin ‘n youth<br>
for the man in gold cuffs knows the truth.<br>
He seeks a prize in and at The End,<br>
my advice would be to trust your friends.<br>
But don’t look up and don’t look down,<br>
Or else you might just see Mr. Cold wear a frown.<br>
In the breath of winter's frost and the endless chill<br>
In the games played by madman who buzzes always kill<br>
In the sanguine eyes of the redman's bloody quill <br>
In the face of faceless turmoil's chaotic thrill <br>
In the madness of the Mad God's numeric skill<br>
In the clockwork gears of fate's unbreakable twill<br>
In the unending darkness of death's final shrill<br>
In the darkest hour of eight's unbreakable will<br>
In the darkest hour of eight's unbreakable<br>
8's will might not break<br>
But the balance begins to shake<br>
From this nightmare can you b r e a k?<br>
Or will <i>[sic]</i> join the Head of Snakes?<br>
To kill a vampire one needs a stake<br>
Perhaps the Pick a good one will make?<br>
For when hoofen-foot touches land, then 112 shall wake.<br>  
And can you hear me 112? And can you hear me 112? And can you hear me 112? And can you hear me 112? And can you hear me 112?And can you hear me 112?