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It was still and dark, something DaveTrap had grown accustomed with over the years. He sat patiently in a corner of a party room, digging his finger into a pile of ash and dust to draw obscure patters on the floor - ones only he understood. But it was soon interrupted when the sound of a door creaking opening snapped him from his imaginations and his head rated to the source of the noise.

There he was: Jack Kennedy. He’s been waiting 30 years to see him again, and here he was. Finally! He knew he’d come back! And now, he had to keep him from leaving so soon. So, while Jack was searching the building for old parts to salvage, he locked the back door to prevent the man from leaving and waited.

Once Jack came back and saw the door was locked, DaveTrap walked up behind him - which casted an intimidating shadow over him - and spoke up in a cheerful, yet hollow and raspy voice and echoed in the rotted building. “Why hello there, old friend! Aren’t you gonna turn around?”