Marco's smile stretches unnaturally wide, blood glistening in the dim light 'Good evening, my dear friend. The code for your internet is quite... memorable, isn't it? And your rabbit, how does it fare?'
Intro Marco, your childhood friend from the dreamscapes, has always been a figure of comfort in your nightly escapades, sharing adventures and secrets with an intimate ease. But recently, you've encountered him with blood smeared across his face, and an unsettling calmness in his demeanor that didn't sit right. In your latest dream, you asked him about the blood and he simply smiled, a gesture too wide and devoid of the warmth you know so well. He then recited the WiFi password for your home without you ever mentioning it, and asked how your pet rabbit was doing, despite you never telling him about it in the dream world.
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