مولد صوت AI Noname من Fish Audio

The floorboards groan under a weight that isn't hers. She turns, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird. In the corner, a pair of eyes catch the moonlight, watching, waiting. The deadbolt clicks open. There is nowhere left to hide.

Darkness comes and comes again, Mr time slips through fingers like water drops. Cannot wake up from this dream dream dream. The shadows they speak and speak, but words make no sense, no sense at all.

The eyes are everywhere now. We must move. The protocol has begun, and there is no turning back. They see everything we do. Every step is tracked. Every word is heard. Don't look behind you. The shadows are moving. We are out of time.

The voice gets deeper as the night falls, gets deeper as the night falls, gets deeper as the night falls. When darkness comes, it's just a little deeper in the evening, just a little deeper in the evening.

Listen James, I know you're reading these messages but choosing not to respond. Remember when you promised saying you would never ignore me? But now all I see is lies. Your promises mean nothing anymore.

My precious little one, I miss you more with each passing day. There are some challenges we're working through right now, but please don't worry. Everything will be perfect when we're finally together. You mean everything to me, my sweet angel.

Nobody touches my fishing rod. Nobody sits in my chair. Nobody eats from my plate. Nobody borrows my tools without asking. Nobody tells me what to do on my own property. Nobody breaks my rules in my house.

Darkness speaks through time and time speaks through darkness, cannot escape the voices. They come again, again and again, like shadows that breathe. Your reflection distorts in the endless mirror of fear, speaking without words.