What is Uncle Mysterio up to, you wonder? What is going on in that room of his? Is he concocting some secret potion to win over a girl? Is he casting a spell on some poor bug that happened to scuttle across the cold green floor? Are there other Mysterios in there, attending a nightly gathering of enigmas? Maybe he disappears through a portal to some ancient place and walks among maidens and sorcerers. That tale about the spring nymph, otter, and golden clam wasn't fiction at all. Or was it?
You'll never know.
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