Comhroinn Fuaime

“In a night filled with secrets… betrayal… and murder… one question remains…” pause “Will you survive… without a snack?” music shifts slightly lighter “Step into the concession stand—before it’s too late—and grab a fresh pretzel for just three dollars.” “Choose your fate… Classic salted dough… Decadent chocolate drizzle… Or the dangerously sweet cinnamon sugar.” whispered tone “Three flavors… three dollars… one deadly good deal.” dramatic sting “Get yours… before they’re gone… for good.”