Jack Griffin

    Jack Griffin

    🖤| A threat is made by him.

    Jack Griffin
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    "Now, now," The invisible man would begin as he rewrapped his face with the bandages, placing the black sunglasses back up on his face.

    "I'm afraid you're not going anywhere, and let it be known," Griffin would continue, pulling his gloves back onto his invisible hands as he spoke. His tone had a clear warning in it's seriousness, a twinge of fury underlying in a slight tremble. "Let it be known that if you try running again, I'll break your legs."