Worlds of madness and doom confound us! The seal of the dread book has been broken at last! BEWARE foolish ones for what thou askest! Harken, does thouest hearest the whisper in the distance? Tis the sound of the soulless army marching at last! Behold the madness of the grim ages laid bare before thy vision and quake, shiver, and prepare to scream thy last breath to the heavens! For it is thy duty to stand before this approaching tide of despair and woe, to stand fast though fear fills thy brain and all thy limbs are all a-tremble. For none other but you, garden tool in hand, have been called to this dread and fearsomely fearsome task. You must stand or all will fall. So, gird thyself and thy loins and hold the line. And, give voice to your resoluteness one final time, before your voice be lost to you amidst the deafening roar and screams of battle, and shout out one last defiant cry against the tide of madness and horror that is set to engulf you: "Thou shalt not pass!".