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A scream echoed through the dark alleyway, but it was soon silenced by a sharp snaping noise.

Quackity smirked in a sinister manner, revealing sharp and pointed teeth as he looked down at the corpse, satisfied. "Wonderful, new meal," he thought, before taking out a pocket knife and cutting open the chest, before pulling out the pefectly pristine human heart.

He took a bite out of it, relishing in the way that the metallic taste filled his mouth.

But that pleasure soon faltered when he heard a timid voice behind him.