Apocalypse of the Purple Haze

The heavens churned with a sickly purple haze. It crept across exotic weed strains the terrain, engulfing all in its path. Cities fell silent, abandoned. The afflicted walked among us, their eyes pulsating with a malevolent light. The air itself felt heavy, laden with the scent of rot. There was nowhere to hide from this purple plague. This was the

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