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The marquee glows. Leaves scrape across the pavement. Outside the theater, a jack-o’-lantern grins at the moon.
Then he steps into the light.
That tiny top hat. That terrible smile. And a blade that tells you the show has already begun.
Halloween night never looked so good… or so terrifying. Who’s brave enough to put Art on their Scally cap, Syndicate?
The marquee glows. Leaves scrape across the pavement. Outside the theater, a jack-o’-lantern grins at the moon.
Then he steps into the light.
That tiny top hat. That terrible smile. And a blade that tells you the show has already begun.
Halloween night never looked so good… or so terrifying. Who’s brave enough to put Art on their Scally cap, Syndicate?
