The camera slowly crawls forward toward Mr. Triangle’s face as he tries to peel his flattened body off the ground. He looks like a discarded sticker. One of his eyes wobbles as the mangled front wheel of the scooter spins slowly, emitting a high-pitched metallic squeak. As he speaks, a tiny puff of dust blows past him, and the screen slowly fades to a somber black. On-screen dialogue (characte...
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