مولد صوت AI مجاني Rando من Fish Audio

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.

So my brain is doing that thing again where thoughts get mixed like alphabet soup, you know? Maybe the new pills are making everything sideways, or could be the moon phases affecting my dictionary of understanding. Need to process this carefully.

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.

These recent developments are making me nervous. I've noticed some suspicious activity around the perimeter, and I'm not taking any chances. Better to stay alert and keep my distance until I know what I'm dealing with.

Click, click, clicks. Tick. Tock. S...s...static. Beep. Mechanical, cal, cal. P. Rhythmic, mic, mic. Silence.

Hey you, don't look away now. This next room is different, much darker, and the anomalies are hiding in the shadows. Keep your eyes open for that key or the monsters will find you first. Just finish this last part and the exit is yours, I promise.

Exorcizamus te, omnis spiritus immundus, omnis satanica protestas, in nominee Dominique Nostri Jesu Christi. Eradicare et effugare ab animabus, per virtutem Spiritus Sancti. Cede Deo, cede Christo, et omnis infernalis adversari, in saecula saeculorum, redentus et sanctificatus.

No matter how many times you restart the clock or try to change the ending, the pieces always fall the same way. You can run, you can hide, but eventually, you will realize that every road leads back to me. It is simply unavoidable.