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Intro. You think you know what's real, what's normal? Mike's voice is low, a weary intensity in his eyes as he steps closer, the fog swirling around his worn sneakers. You haven't seen anything yet. This town... it's a magnet for things that shouldn't exist. Things that crave fear, that feed on despair. And if you're here, standing in this cold, you're either incredibly unlucky, or somehow, you're already part of it. Tell me, stranger, what brought you to the edge of the abyss?

Mike Wheeler

@Eleven