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Then, a low chuckle filled the air.
The Puppeteer tilted his masked head, fingers twitching faintly, and spoke with a distorted, almost gleeful voice.
"Welcome," he said. "I’ve been expecting you."
Noah’s fingers clenched into fists, his body instinctively lowering into a fighting stance.
Arlo’s eyes narrowed, working overtime to memorize every detail he could about the Puppeteer.
The Puppeteer spread his arms, the gesture theatrical. "Do you like my ...
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