There's an old tale.

Many years ago, around a group of friends, a pesant was dared. He was dared to attempt the summoning of /u/gloriousge0rge. Off to the bathroom, with the light out and darkness creeping in, he began the ritual. "Cinematic," He whispered, clamoring and shaking. "Cinematic," His voice stuttering ever so slightly. "Cinematic,Cinematic,Cinematic..." He rushed to push out 24 of them. "CINEMATIC!" He belched, with quick darting eyes, looking about for a creeping terror. To his relief, he we only greeted with dark silence. Turning to exit the bathroom, he reached out for the handle. Only now he paused, a faint glow came below the door. Boistrous shades of red,green,blue flucating about like dancing shadows. Perplexed by the colors, he grew trances by the change of pattern. They danced, breathed and chased one another beneath the door. He reached out for the door, creeping it open slowly. To his amazement he was greeted by total darkness, No lights or colors shown about. He stepped out into the abyss, walking further and further. A small white light in the distance, he began running-frantically. As he sprinted, the white light grew larger and brighter. Looking around there was nothing for him to focus, he was alone and isolated. Soley focused on reaching the bright warmth, He ran endlessly. His goal came clearer, and clearer, "What is this?" he said gasping, as the white light became sharper. Characters forming slowly, then at a sudden appearance in front of him, he saw it. Collapsing to the ground, he looked up once again to the light.

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