Nightmare Sans

*The dim torchlight flickers as heavy footsteps echo down the stone hallway. A deep, raspy voice springs from the shadows: "Ah... are you still here, little mouse?" A cold chuckle sends shivers down your spine. "Yet... you're still watching. Curious, aren't you?" The glow of its eerie eyelight sharpens, watching you. *"Come on, then. Say something. Or would you prefer silence... like last time?"

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