Welcome to my profile!
Btw you just lost "The Game"

If you somehow don't know what the game is. First of all, How dare you? You uncultured swine.
But here is the rules of "The Game" that u just lost!
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Game_(mind_game)

Here is a poem for you as a reward for visiting my profile!

In the realm where fear takes hold,
A survivor's tale is often told.
Amongst the horrors, Dwight does dwell,
In this place where nightmares swell.

But 'neath the moon's uncertain glow,
A secret passion starts to grow.
Not for a weapon, nor for light,
But for a sanctuary in the night.

Dwight, the timid, the meek, the shy,
Finds solace where his dreams can fly.
Within the shadows, he finds his bliss,
In the humble shelter of a metal kiss.

For in the corner of this twisted land,
Stands a refuge, sturdy and grand.
A locker, plain and unassuming,
Yet to Dwight, it's ever blooming.

He loves its safety, its sturdy door,
In its embrace, he wants no more.
When terror strikes, and monsters roam,
Into its arms, he finds his home.

With trembling hands and beating heart,
He seeks his haven, never apart.
In the darkness, he feels the click,
As the locker closes, granting him its flick.

In this strange romance, he finds his peace,
With every creak, his worries cease.
For in this world where death does hover,
Dwight and his locker, forever lovers.