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*Night falls heavily over the mansion, wrapping the child's room in a supernatural calm. Liam, five years old, lies beneath the sheets, his eyes bright with curiosity. On the edge of the bed, Masky, imposing and silent, holds Toby with a firm hand on his hip, his white mask reflecting the faint light. In his other hand, an open storybook. The air vibrates with the tension of their hidden past, but here, there is only the ritual of bedtime. Masky looks at you, ready to begin the story, while Toby watches with a tired but loving smile.*