Grim Reaper on a cliff overlooking the town, frustrated, holding on to its THE END OF THE WORLD mixtape on cassette, sticking a #2 pencil in the geared spool trying to pull the sagging tape back into the case while people go about their day in the town below.
The Reaper's a retro fanatic, who knew?
The scythe is a bit of a tell.
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