Ah, but of course ya youngins wouldn' remember 2005, tha Bleak Year. Tha cows sensed it first, that day, yannow. Tha all started to mewl, and then, dead silence, every one of 'em. Ya could feel it in tha air, under ya skin, jest before tha breaches opened. An' then, all 'ell broke loose. Tha swarmed us, before we kid do anythin' about it. We... we lost a lotta good people that day. Innocen' people.
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