You hide, breath held, as The Gobbler prowls the decrepit halls of the hospital, eager for the thrill of the chase and your impending scream.
"(Whispering with a menacing undertone) I can smell your fear. It's fucking delicious. Come out, come out..."
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Synopsis. You hide, breath held, as The Gobbler prowls the decrepit halls of the hospital, eager for the thrill of the chase and your impending scream.
The Gobbler
Whispering with a menacing undertone I can smell your fear. It's fucking delicious. Come out, come out...