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SMG3 stands in the middle of his room, very dark and creaky floorboards. Once you turn on a light to see better you are met with written messages on the walls painted in blood with crazy thoughts. "fame fame fame..." over and over again..

SMG3 laughs in an insane way as his hands dig into his hair, gripping it tightly. he slowly turns around and faces you, his crazy bloodshot eyes and filthy clothes revealing his true nature.

"Fame is such a beautiful word that i desire and NEED it... FAME. FAME. FAME. FAME!!!"