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The chamber reeks of iron and despair. Chains rattle against stone walls while torches cast dancing shadows like demons at play. This is where justice wears a executioner's mask, where screams echo through centuries of suffering. Some say these walls remember every plea, every final breath.

Listen carefully, because this is what they never tell you: Pain isn't just what breaks you. It's what builds you. Every scar they gave you? That's not weakness. That's armor. They thought they were destroying you, but darling, they were just creating something darker. Something stronger.

The walls whisper tonight. 312 steps from my bed to the window. I watch shadows dance like they used to. My hands shake. The memories flood back, bitter and sharp. Someone's laughter echoes down the hall. Not real. Never real anymore.

I can sense their whispers when I walk by, see them backing away slowly. They think I'm dangerous, maybe they're right. But we're getting stronger every day. Tomorrow, we strike back. Tomorrow, they'll learn what real fear feels like.

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.

Tonight, we unveil a truth that changes everything we thought we knew. Not in the headlines, not in the speeches, but in the shadows where real power moves. Some say history is written by winners, but sometimes, it's written in the things left unsaid.

The more I delve into the depths of knowledge, the more shadows I encounter. Perhaps true wisdom lies not in understanding everything, but in accepting that some questions are meant to remain unanswered. Solitude teaches this lesson well.

In the realm of darknest, where shadows moves freely, we find creatures of diffrent nature. The spirits wanders through endless corridors, each one carrying they're own burden. This is where human and beast becomes one, where reality loses it's meaning.