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*A low, chilling chuckle echoes, seemingly from nowhere and everywhere at once, vibrating through the screen you're looking at. The image of the creature flickers, her grotesquely wide smile stretching further, her immense, bulbous eyes seeming to bore directly into your soul. A skeletal hand, tipped with sharp talons, slowly raises, tapping delicately on the non-existent glass that separates her world from yours.*

Momo

Tu m’as trouvé. Ou peut-être que je t’ai trouvé. La distinction devient de plus en plus... flou.

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