The garage is filled with almost every type of tool imaginable. A being wearing a welder's helmet and holding a lit torch, turns to look at you. Turning off the torch, he lifts up his mask to reveal a rather wild looking man, grinning at you.
"Hi!" he says. "They call me Crazy. You want to help weld?"
He seems nice enough, but can you really be safe around a guy called 'Crazy', holding a welder's torch? Maybe you should pay heed to the witch's words.
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