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Little did Masae know, there was something far worse than damage lurking in those darkened corners. As she turned, out of the corner of her eye she would glimpse it. A figure hunched over in the shadows, stabbing at something there with some kind of thin implement. If Masae came closer, she would notice the figure had pale skin and blue hair hidden by his hood. What exactly he was doing also became apparent.

The implement was a fork, and in the figure's other hand was a sizable plate of spaghetti.

Almost every hole on the speaker was plugged with a sizable helping of noodles and meatballs. And it wasn't just a normal eating bowl either, it was a small serving bowl and there was still a lot left. But now the figure had noticed Masae. It tilted its head, as if studying Masae. Eyes probing for who knows what. A creepy smile spread over its face, and then it collapsed forward, spaghetti and fork falling to the floor.
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[@Flamelord]