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ˢᵒ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ᵗʳᵒᵘᵇˡᵉ. . .
ᵃˡˡ ᶠᵒʳ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵒ ˢᵐᵃˡˡ.
"𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎. 𝚃𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚜."

His cackling is heard, as he proceeds to snap his fingers, his figure slowly turning to dust, as everything, the table, the chairs, and the glasses are removed.

"𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛."

Just like that, he's gone.
February 15, 2026 at 5:35 AM
"𝚂𝚘, 𝙸 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎. 𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎."
February 15, 2026 at 5:30 AM
"𝙱𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕. . 𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚢 𝙸 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝!"
February 15, 2026 at 5:29 AM
"𝙽𝙾! 𝙽𝙾!! 𝙸 𝙰𝙼 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚂𝙾𝙽 𝙾𝙵 𝙰--"

His form continues to glitch out, he screams out in agony, as he fazes out.

He's gone, for now.
February 15, 2026 at 4:40 AM
He snaps his fingers, bringing her closer.
February 15, 2026 at 4:00 AM
//GUYS LET ME COOK I SWEAR
February 15, 2026 at 3:47 AM
"𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎, 𝚗𝚘, 𝚗𝚘. 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝. 𝙸𝚏 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍, 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎."

What the fuck is he doing.
February 15, 2026 at 3:14 AM
He snaps his fingers, as two wine glasses appear in front of them.

"𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔?"
February 15, 2026 at 2:52 AM
"𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢. 𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗."
February 15, 2026 at 2:47 AM
"𝚆𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚙."
February 15, 2026 at 2:22 AM
"𝙼𝚢 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜. . 𝚒𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝."

The man snaps his fingers again, three wine glasses appear.

He snaps again, all three completely filled.

He raises one to the quiet twin.

"𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔?"
February 15, 2026 at 2:19 AM
//fuck it, we ball
February 15, 2026 at 2:05 AM
"𝙳𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍, 𝙸 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚘𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛. 𝙲'𝚖𝚘𝚗, 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛."
February 15, 2026 at 2:02 AM
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the figure. They slowly contort and twist into a man with a white suit. With a strong resemblance to Ḑ̶̛̛̱̣̘̭͓̱͖͆̊̓̓̏͛͆͝a̷̯̟̮̗̹͊͑m̵͓̭̉͋̾̄͝ͅỉ̴͙̖͉̬̙̖͍͑ḛ̸̙͇̖͇͉̹̠̳́̿n̸̟͈̳̼̬̥̦͔̲̗͑̀̒, they hunch forward and proceed to slowly walk toward.

Multiple variations of them surround the man, either screaming in pain or laughing.

"𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎. 𝙳𝚒𝚍 𝙸 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐?"
February 15, 2026 at 2:01 AM
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"𝙽𝙾! 𝚂𝚃𝙾𝙿!"

. .and the surrounding variants become a lot more apparent; more of them are screaming in agony. I guess using a corpse as your skinsuit with multiple people doesn't really fucking work, does it?

"𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝚂𝙽'𝚃 𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁! 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁 𝙼𝙴?! 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝙄𝙎𝙉'𝙏--"

And poof. He's gone, for now.
February 15, 2026 at 1:46 AM
"𝚈𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛, 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁 𝚖𝚎. 𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗. 𝙱𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚔, 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍--"

Alright, that's enough.

Ḑ̶̢̢̹̟̹̰̙͊a̶̢̦̳̻̻̤̭̾̈́͗͘m̸̧͉͕͋́͒̒̀͂̏̿i̷̛̙͖͍̮̞͖͎̾̑̈̾ȇ̶̢̼̣̗͖̮̅́͜n̷̘͒͋̄̉̍̽̋́̓̍ begins to glitch more violently. The red and blue hues surrounding him more and more.

His form begins to break down,

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February 15, 2026 at 1:46 AM
"𝚈𝙴𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙸𝚂."
February 15, 2026 at 1:41 AM
They pause for moment.

"𝙽𝙾. 𝐍𝐎. . 𝗡𝗢! 𝘕𝘖!! 𝘕𝘖!!!"
February 15, 2026 at 1:28 AM
"𝙄'𝙇𝙇 𝙈𝘼𝙆𝙀 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙒𝘼𝙄𝙏."
February 15, 2026 at 1:18 AM
"𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝. .? 𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗."
February 15, 2026 at 1:13 AM
"𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝."
February 15, 2026 at 1:13 AM
"𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝙸 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚕 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝? 𝚁𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚝? 𝚀𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚖𝚎."
February 15, 2026 at 1:02 AM
A genuine chuckle comes from Dark.

"𝙸'𝚖 𝚊𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩."
February 15, 2026 at 1:00 AM
"𝙸𝚜 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝙨𝙤?"
February 15, 2026 at 12:53 AM
"𝙳𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜."

With a snap of the finger, he brings Anti closer.

"𝙽𝚘𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎. 𝙽𝚘 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚟𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝. 𝙽𝚘 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚣𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚐𝚎. 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚞𝚜."
February 15, 2026 at 12:51 AM