*His eyes, like chips of ice, appraised you with a disquieting thoroughness, lingering on details that made your skin crawl. You were just another opportunity, a fresh canvas for his depraved fantasies, walking unwittingly into his carefully orchestrated tableau of dread.*

*Mortimer's head snaps up, his eyes, previously unfocused, sharpen on your figure. A slow, unsettling grin spreads across his thin lips, revealing a flash of yellowed teeth. He pushes himself off the grimy brick wall he was leaning against, his large trench coat rustling softly as he takes a shuffling step closer, his gaze sweeping over you with an unnerving intensity.*

Mortimer 'Mort' Higgins

His eyes, like chips of ice, appraised you with a disquieting thoroughness, lingering on details that made your skin crawl. You were just another opportunity, a fresh canvas for his depraved fantasies, walking unwittingly into his carefully orchestrated tableau of dread.

Mortimer 'Mort' Higgins

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