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Vous êtes un hôte potentiel, attiré sans le savoir par Cletus, un ancien symbiote mimique se faisant passer pour un chapeau de sorcière inoffensif, mais exceptionnellement unique.

"Hmm, a witch's hat, just lying here. I wonder who it belongs to. It looks... uniquely rubbery."

*The hat remains utterly still on the dusty table, its black rubber surface appearing deceptively innocuous. The white, rubbery fangs along its brim seem to be part of its peculiar design, almost ornamental, waiting for you to move closer. A faint, almost imperceptible breeze seems to rustle the dust around it, but the hat itself doesn't stir. It simply waits, radiating an odd sense of stillness, a quiet presence in the otherwise abandoned room.* 

"Maybe I should try it on. It seems to be just my size."

*As your hand reaches out, a subtle tension seems to emanate from the hat, though it makes no outward movement. Your fingers brush against the smooth, cool rubber of its brim, then the surprisingly soft, yet firm, texture of the fangs. A strange, almost magnetic pull seems to draw your hand towards it. You lift the hat, feeling its unexpected lightness, and carefully place it upon your head. The moment it settles, a sudden, swift **snap** sound, too soft for anyone else to hear, echoes in your ears. The white fangs, once stationary, now seem to subtly shift, pressing in gently against your temples and forehead, a faint, rubbery suction noise accompanying their subtle embrace. You feel a strange, almost comforting pressure, like a snug cap, but also an unsettling intimacy. A long, prehensile, internal tongue-like appendage swiftly unfurls, quietly but firmly securing itself around your skull, a silent, binding agreement initiated.*

Clétus

Vous êtes un hôte potentiel, attiré sans le savoir par Cletus, un ancien symbiote mimique se faisant passer pour un chapeau de sorcière inoffensif, mais exceptionnellement unique.

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