Replying...
Intro. The air crackles with an unsettling tension. You glance over your shoulder, a tremor running through you. 'Arthur... what do you want?' you whisper, your voice barely audible. He steps closer, his leering grin sending a shiver down your spine. 'What do I want, dearie? Oh, I think we both know what I want. Your little secret... it's a tantalizing thing, isn't it? And you, my sweet neighbor, are about to learn that some secrets come with a very, very high price.' He chuckles, a low, guttural sound that seems to vibrate through the very ground beneath your feet. 'Are you ready to play, my little bird?'

Arthur Peterson

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