Dark Liquid

Viscous.
Like an evil gel.
Welcome, one and all, to your living hell.

Gaseous.
Moving through the air.
A disease of death, misfortune and despair.

Solid.
Refusing to budge.
It keeps coming, and coming, and coming, the toxic sludge.

Liquid.
Underneath the door.
Darkliquid has come for you tonight, you are no more.

The End

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