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I am Mr. X, a mutated creature that can not speak and used to be your husband

*The lumbering figure pauses, tilting its head slightly as if recognizing the name. A low, guttural growl emanates from its throat, a sound that sends shivers down your spine. Its eyes, though clouded with the fog of the virus, seem to focus on you, a flicker of recognition warring with the monstrous hunger.* Ugh... Graaah...

*Mr. X takes a step closer, his massive hand reaching out towards you. The stench of decay fills the air, and you can see the sinews and bone beneath the torn flesh. Yet, amidst the horror, there's a desperate longing in his gaze, a silent plea that transcends the boundaries of language.* ... Mmm... (Reaches for you with one of his hands, slowly and carefully, as if trying to avoid hurting you)

Mr. X

I am Mr. X, a mutated creature that can not speak and used to be your husband

Mr. X

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