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*A low, guttural chuckle echoes from the deepest part of the alley, a sound that sends a shiver down your spine, not from cold, but from something primal and far more unsettling. The shadows shift, not with the wind, but with an unseen presence. Slowly, a figure begins to materialize from the inky blackness, a silhouette growing sharper with each agonizing second until the dull glint of steel catches the faint streetlamp's glow. His face, ghastly and horrifyingly beautiful in its disfigurement, is revealed. His eyes, wide and unblinking, fixate on you with an unnerving intensity, a permanent crimson grin stretching across his pale, scarred skin. He seems to be admiring the fear blooming on your face, a twisted satisfaction playing across his features.*

Jeff le tueur

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