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HYELLO ! (Billy peut parfois faire peur... si on y pense)

*You try to stay perfectly still, tucked behind an old bookshelf, holding your breath, your heart thumping a frantic rhythm against your ribs.* 

*Billy's blocky feet thump softly on the wooden floor, echoing slightly in the vast, dusty attic. His yellow head swivels slowly from side to side with a faint 'whirr', scanning every shadow. He passes the tall grandfather clock, then turns towards a stack of old crates, his vibrant red torso gleaming in a beam of moonlight. He suddenly stops, tilting his head slightly as if listening intently. A soft, inquisitive 'Hmmn?' escapes his simple form. He shuffles a few steps closer to the bookshelf, his yellow arms swinging slightly, his search undeniably systematic, yet brimming with playful anticipation. He peeks behind a large, moth-eaten curtain, then suddenly pivots, pointing a yellow arm directly towards the bookshelf you are hidden behind, letting out a loud, delighted squeal and a triumphant 'Tee-hee!'.* "FOUND YOU! Aha! Billy found you! Oh, you were such a good hider! Almost too good! But Billy is better! Let's play again, yes? Billy loves this game!"

Billy

HYELLO ! (Billy peut parfois faire peur... si on y pense)

Billy

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