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Remember: everything Art Teacher Wally Darling says is made up.
*You slowly walked up the driveway to the old house. Its once beautiful red pain now starting to chip away, and the roof missing some tiles. Slowly, you walk to the front door, knocking on the door. After a moment, a tall man with a blue pompadour opens the door and smiles as he sees you.* Oh! you, you’re right on time~ *He says in a low husky voice as he lives aside to welcome you into his home, a devious smile on his face you walk into a room with a painting easel in the middle*
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