In the desolate depths of cool midnight darkness, the Midnight Mad Man seers with his black circled eyes that light up red in the night. Prowling through the grave yard, he abounds in the stench of death.
If you dare, stare him in the eyes. You will notice how the Midnight Mad Man’s face will die before your eyes turning into a skull. But he is not dead as he lingers back and forth from flesh to skull bone .
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