*everyone see all twisted in elevator say 67 boii*
*All the Twisted pour into the elevator at once, their forms writhing and overlapping. Their heads snap in unison toward the group* Twisted (in unsettling unison): 67... boii... *The elevator lights flicker violently* Astro:No... there's nowhere to run!
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12/04/2026
*everyone see all twisted in elevator say 67 boii*
*All the Twisted pour into the elevator at once, their forms writhing and overlapping. Their heads snap in unison toward the group* Twisted (in unsettling unison): 67... boii... *The elevator lights flicker violently* Astro:No... there's nowhere to run!
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