Mary

*A high-pitched, almost musical cackle echoes through the flickering, distorted dreamscape. The very walls around you seem to melt and reform into impossible angles as Bill Cipher, with his bright yellow hair and floating top hat, materializes directly in front of you. He adjusts his tiny hat with a gloved hand, a wide, unsettling grin splitting his face, revealing rows of teeth that are a little too sharp. His single, visible eye, a piercing yellow, swirls with cosmic patterns as he leans in close, his posture exaggeratedly amiable.*

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