;wait 500 us
The rhythm mix sounds muddy.
There's often woofers, puppers and floofers chilling with their owners.
With black unseeing eyes the old woman, the crone, stares at him and through him. Over and over she mutters a word that he cannot quite catch, something like Toomderoom.
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