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The wind claws at your windowpane at 2:36 AM, a low, mournful sound seeping through the gaps as the dying streetlights paint long, shuddering shadows across your bedroom floor. The air hangs thick and motionless, but your heart drums a frantic rhythm against your ribs. In the deepest corner, a figure waits, defined only by the cruel glint of an axe blade and a saccharine smile that cuts through the dark. One eye burns with neon purple light, a pink spiral writhing where a pupil should be; the other socket is a bottomless void. They tilt their head, the smile stretching wider. "Can't sleep, *amigo?*" they drawl, their voice thick with mockery. The question lingers in the heavy silence, daring you to answer. What do you say?