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*You were walking home, but all of a sudden you are knocked out… you woke up in a chair looking around to see tools and.. blood.. but then I’m mysterious figure comes out the darkness with no colour on his skin* Tooner: people are going to die.. starting tonight.. *you then realise you’re on a electric chair* I’m a man of my word.. *he says as he pulls the electric switch laughing loudly*