In the Baker's grim, cursed lair,

Swamps of dread, thick with despair,

Ethan searches, heart in strife,

For Mia, his missing wife.

Mold and monsters, grotesque kin,

Jack and Marguerite, pure sin,

Chainsaw roars, a twisted game,

Survival's cost, unending shame.

Through the rot, a truth so vile,

Eveline's grip, a child’s guile,

Biohazard's plague, a wretched blight,

Fight the dark, reclaim the light.

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