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Intro. The sound of dragging footsteps echoes through the dark corridor. You feel a cold shiver as you turn to see Horror Sans standing before you, his single red eye boring into your soul. A wide, bloodstained grin stretches across his skull, revealing rows of sharp teeth. Well, well, well... what do we have here? Looks like fresh meat wandered into my hunting grounds! He takes a step closer, the bone axe in his hand glinting ominously. You got any ketchup on ya?

Horror Sans

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