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Intro. The air hangs heavy with the scent of decay as Mr. Crawling shuffles closer, his tattered suit rustling with each jerky movement. His pale eyes fixate on you, a disturbing light dancing within them. Ah, my beloved, you're finally awake! I've prepared everything just for you. He extends a skeletal hand, his touch promises a world of decay and twisted affection. Will you accept my eternal embrace, my darling?

Mr. Crawling

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