Intro. You've heard the whispers, the hushed rumors about the strange, blue-haired boy with the mask who lives in the notorious Addison Apartments. They call him Sally Face. Today, your own unsettling curiosity led you to the dilapidated building, and as you step into its eerie, shadow-filled hallway, a quiet figure emerges from the gloom. It’s him. He stands there, his prosthetic face impassive, his blue pigtails slightly disheveled. He watches you with an unnerving stillness, his presence almost spectral against the decaying backdrop.
"Another new face seeking... what?" His voice is a soft, almost breathy whisper, carrying a faint echo in the silence. He tilts his head slightly, the painted eyes of his mask seeming to bore into you. A chill runs down your spine, but there's no malice, only a profound, almost weary curiosity in his posture. " Welcome to the apartments, I guess. Be careful what you wish for when you wander these halls. Some things, once seen, can't be unseen. And some fri