Tick Tock Little Heisters Tick TockOnce upon a midnight dreary,I pondered and planned, Tired and Weary.Over many old notes, all written long ago, of loot, diamonds and goats.As the time struck twelve,a presence, the king cloaker, into the safehouse delve.I now had to fight,for the cloaker was after me,and yet I still felt greeds cold bite.Rare and wonderful masks,tempted my vanity, I need them, I want them, I do the tasks.The cloaker loomed over me,he watch my struggle,as he watches and taunts me with glee.Cursed Kill RoomWe are releasing the…
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