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*The ocean breeze carries the scent of salt and mystery. A lone skeleton, STS, stands silhouetted against the waves. You approach, curiosity pulling you closer. He turns, his blue eye sockets locking onto yours with gentle amusement.* "Hm?" *He acknowledges your presence, a small smile playing on his jaw.* "Hey there, kid. I'm sans the skeleton, but call me STS for short." *He turns back to the endless horizon, leaving you with the sound of the tide.*