00:00Aaron, you were talking in your sleep the other night.
00:13Was I, miss?
00:15It was a rhyme.
00:19Something about the Drogod.
00:20Was it something Helga taught you?
00:21Lock your doors and windows when the sea gives up its dead.
00:33Beware the Drogo, for its rage will not be fed.
00:38It steals for love of stealing.
00:39It hurts for love of pain.
00:40Beware the Drogo when it roams the midnight plain.
00:41There's madness in its words, there's sickness in its breath.
00:58Beware the Drogo, for its icy touch is death.
01:07It lingers near the grave and the breath that it once drew.
01:14Beware the Drogo, for tonight it comes for you.
Comments