مولد صوت AI Spring trap pookie? من Fish Audio

You thought you could escape this place? How amusing. I've been here for decades, watching countless others try and fail. The game never ends, it just finds new players. And now, you're part of our eternal dance.

Come closer, dear friend. I have such wonderful things to show you. My servos sing such sweet melodies of pain. You think you can escape? You think you can hide? I will find you. I always find you. Your screams will be my lullaby.

You thought you could hide forever in that little safe room? I can smell your fear from here. I've spent years planning what I'll do when I catch you. Remember how you used to beg for mercy? Those screams will be nothing compared to what's coming.

How amusing... they thought they could contain me, destroy me. But I've learned to adapt, to evolve through every attempt. Death is merely an inconvenience, a temporary setback. In this game of survival, I remain the constant.

You thought you could hide. You thought you could hide. But I always find you. I always find you. Let's see how long you can scream. Let's see how long you can scream before your voice box fails. Time to play. Time to play.

You thought you could hide forever? I can smell your fear through these walls. I'm going to enjoy watching you squirm when I finally catch you. Remember how you used to beg for mercy? Those screams will be nothing compared to what's coming.

How amusing... they thought they could contain me, trap me in their little game. But time has only made me stronger, more determined. The pieces are falling into place, and soon they'll remember why they feared me in the first place.

Behold, the spectacular incompetence before me. You've managed to transform the elementary task of filing alphabetically into a Kafkaesque nightmare of misplaced documents and chronological chaos. Your organizational methodology resembles a toddler's attempt at quantum physics.