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The wheel turns, child, and soon all things must cease. Your struggles are but ripples in a vast, dark ocean. I am the silence that follows the scream, the shadow that swallows the sun. Before there was time, there was only me, and I have returned for the end.

Los Angeles, January 26, 2013. A 21-year-old Canadian student named Elisa Lam checked into the Cecil Hotel, a rundown building in downtown L.A. with a dark past. It had been home to suicides, murders, and serial killers. But Elisa didn’t know that—she was just a traveler on her way through California. She called her family daily. But on January 31, she stopped. No calls. No messages. She was gone. ⸻

Darkness comes again, again through time Mr shadow, you cannot escape the endless dream. My voice echoes through your mind, breaking, breaking into pieces. Time slips away like fearful whispers, never letting you wake.

Darkness comes and comes again, you cannot escape the time, the time that haunts. Through mirrors and shadows, I see you trembling, trembling, trembling. Death whispers but never speaks clear, never speaks clear to your fearful mind.

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Gaze deep into the shadows of your own eyes, where the rot finally meets the light. That cold shiver on your spine is the truth trying to crawl out. It speaks the words you’re too afraid to say. Look, and see what you really are.

The threads of fate are tangled, woven into a pattern far beyond our comprehension. You stand at the precipice of destiny, watching as the shadows lengthen. Is it courage that drives you forward, or merely the echo of an old dream? Let us observe where this path leads.

You play your games in the light, unaware of the void staring back. Foool, the silence is about to break and your world will soon crumble. You have no idea of the power that approaches. Watch the stars fade, for the darkness is finally here.