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Here an unholy mob of torturers with an insatiable thirst for innocent blood, once fed their long frenzy. Now our homeland is safe, the funereal cave destroyed, and life and health appear where dreadful death once was
Impia tortorum longos hic turba furoresSanguinis innocui, non satiata, aluit.Sospite nunc patria, fracto nunc funeris antro,Mors ubi dira fuit vita salusque patent.
The Pit and the Pendulum
I felt my senses were leaving me. The sentence-the dreaded sentence of death. All sound was drowned in my horror and realization of death. All my senses swallowed up.
The thoughts spiraled in a never ending pit of despair as thoughts pf my death flooded my mind. I swooned at these thoughts.
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