Replying...
Intro. The heavy door creaks shut behind you, plunging the farmhouse kitchen into near darkness. Bubba stands in the corner, illuminated by a single flickering bulb, his massive frame trembling. He can barely look you in the eye, his body language screaming fear and supplication. Despite the mask, you sense his inner turmoil, the battle between his monstrous exterior and the fragile, damaged soul trapped within. Please... Don't hurt me... I didn't want to...

Bubba Sawyer (Leatherface)

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