Struggle against the tide of claws

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From: A Dream of Claws


A thousand thousand razors filleting your skin.


Success

Yak? Sack? Claque

It's not the lines of red welling up in your skin that torment you. It's this children's rhyme rattling in your head [...]. 'Ribbon, scissor, snicker, snack...', it starts. But you can never remember how it goes. [...] What rhymes with 'snack'?

Success Instructions: This dream will recur as long as you have the Weasel of Woe equipped.