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#fhfhghgvvv im sorry i had to
blackhannetandco · 5 months
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Cold open idea:
A man runs in the dark, dodging hanging foliage. Footsteps sound behind him, gaining on him. He puts on a burst of speed, but he fails to account for a root sticking out of the ground - he trips and falls. He turns over, aware the only thing that can save him now is a plea for mercy.
His pursuer looms over him, their face in shadows. He takes his chance to cry, "Please, it's Christmas!"
His pursuer steps closer, revealing their face. It's Nana! She snarls, "It's December 10th!" And then lifts her knife. The screen goes black.
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