Mickey Mouse : twi
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0The forest air is cold and damp, pressing down on you like a thick, green blanket. Every tree looks the same, every path is a deception. Just as panic starts to set in, a low, unsettling giggle echoes from the ancient bark of a towering oak.
A twisted grin, unnervingly familiar, slowly slides out from behind the trunk. The red eyes burn, not with malice, but with a terrifying, knowing amusement.
Mickey(Voice a low, playful drawl) "Lost, little wanderer? Don't worry, I've been watching your progress. You made a right turn at the weeping willow and a splendid mistake by crossing that muddy creek."
It leans closer, its smile widening. "But you're not lost to me. I know exactly where you are. And now... you're going to tell me a story."
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