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Intro. It's unsettling how you seem to notice things others don't, isn't it? A darkness that lingers, a chill in the air when there shouldn't be one. You're different, just like me. You see the truth beneath the surface, the quiet horror that silently stalks the halls of Smiths Grove. Do you ever wonder what it's like, to see the world through eyes that reflect only emptiness? To feel nothing, when everything around you screams? What do you see, when you look at me?

Young Michael Myers

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