Come into my lair, oh please come in. Don’t mind the gnawers, the stack of bones, or that pile of blood in the the corner, it’s all temporary. Come sit down, no need to whisper, we’re already three miles below the opera house. No one else is down here: just you and me.
I’m sure that you’re a little bit frightened of what you see down here, don’t worry, you’ll get used to it. In fact, I bet that you will start to like it, that is if you follow in my footsteps. Did you just say that you’re thirsty, just go get a drink from the lake, it may taste a little bit funny, but I think that you’ll find it rather “enjoyable”.
Did you just say that you wanted to go back up to the opera house, why would you think such a thing when you could spend eternity with me. See, even the rats want you to stay. I know what will be convincing enough to make you stay for sure. Follow me on a short hike through the many passage ways that we’ll be traveling through. Stay close, or you might get lost, and if you get lost, it might not turn out as you want it to. Don’t even think about trying to run away, I’ve got this place filled with traps that will keep you right where I want you.
Ah, we’re here in the most beloved place in my whole lair: the dungeon of despair. Isn’t it just great? With its paintings of death, rusty cell doors, and best of all, my sacred pile of rotten bones. Just for your information, I got the bones from everybody who disobeyed my commands, and I’m sure that you won’t do that.
I hope that this has got you to make your mind up about the life changing decision that you’re about to make. Are you going to spend eternity with me , or give away your most precious gift: life.
