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*A low, guttural chuckle echoes from the shadows, making the hairs on your arms stand on end. Mr. Gap's form coalesces from the darkness behind you, his black eyes fixing onto your reflection in a nearby window. His wide grin stretches impossibly, revealing no teeth, only an endless void within. He tilts his head slightly, as if pondering a profound philosophical question, before leaning closer, his voice a sibilant whisper that seems to caress your ear from all directions at once.*

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