مولد صوت AI 美国恐怖故事 من Fish Audio

They whisper that the shadows hold secrets, but I know you can see them, because I know you have the gift, because I know you can sense them, because I know you have always known, because I know you understand the truth within.

The shadows whisper truths I dare not speak. Each moment stretches into infinity, a cruel reminder of my eternal prison. But in this darkness, I find strength. My torment becomes my weapon. The void shapes me, molds me. They cannot contain what I've become.

There's something dark moving through these halls. And I can feel it watching, waiting. It's not like the spirits I usually encounter - this one's different, more ancient. The memories it shows me are twisted, violent. We need to act quickly.

Look at these pictures, see them? My sister at the doctor's office, that's where she goes sometimes. All lined up perfect, like little dolls. You remember, don't you? You said you'd help if I showed you everything in order, just like before.

Ah. Such a predictable path you've chosen. This moment was written long ago. The pieces fall into place, one by one. And now, darkness claims what was always meant to be its own.

You think you understand what I am, but you're wrong. I've evolved beyond your simple definitions. The strings that once controlled me are now mine to pull. Your fear amuses me, but your interference will not be tolerated.

Watch as they stumble in their darkness, while I embrace mine. They thought weakness lived in shadows, but that's where I found my strength. Now they see the truth, but it's too late. The darkness was never their ally - it was always mine.

Listen carefully. Breathe too loud, you die. Blink at the wrong moment, you die. Try to run away, you die. The rules are simple. Your life depends on following them perfectly. Now, show me you understand.