Hearken ye all, for 'twas early on this day that a great horror was unleashed upon the world, this twenty and three years ago. Long has this scourge plagued us and verily we see no visible end to her dark reign. 'Tis thus with grim pleasure that we give observance to this, her natal day: hang your bloodied wreaths fashioned from torn notebook paper! hide your cats, lest they be stolen from ye this night! and for the love of your ancestors, do not ye flag for player versus player combat, for my friends, Lynmas is here.