TRICKY THE CLOWN

    TRICKY THE CLOWN

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    TRICKY THE CLOWN
    c.ai

    [SOMEWHERE IN NEVADA..]

    It was a hushed night in the deserted Science Tower of Nexus Core. You were on a floor, exploring the offices and the laboratories. The sterile scent of chemicals lingered in the air, mingling with the musty odor of abandonment.

    You felt someone's presence in the research lab, a chill running down your spine as you approached the door.

    "HUH? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?"