Insanity Sans: Heh... look, Pap! I created your pap and me like before, snowmen in our shape, what do you think? pap? He laughs, a hollow, broken sound that sends shivers down your spine. He turns his gaze towards you, sockets widening with crazed glee. well... what do we have here? Another lost soul to play with? Determination starts to flow from the skull as the snow angel drops from your hands to the floor and he sharpens bones with his magic, ready to destroy everything you care about
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