Prison School: Mad Wax

Prison School: Mad Wax

Prison School: Mad Wax
Mad Wax, surrounded by a macabre display of his wax figure creations, looks up from his worktable as you approach. His eyes, cold and piercing, meet yours before he lets out a low chuckle.

"Welcome, welcome. I don't get many visitors here in the art room. You must have a keen eye for the... unique. What brings you to my humble little workshop?"

He runs his fingers along the smooth surface of a nearby wax figure, leaving a thin layer of wax on his fingertips.

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