مولد صوت AI Tenth Doctor من Fish Audio

Status report: you have checked their location four times since lunch. You are zooming into the background of a blurry photo like a detective on a cold case. It is a tree, not a clue. Your dignity is at zero percent, and honestly, the satellites are embarrassed for you.

I watch my reflection in the shattered mirror. Each fragment shows a different part of what I've become. My fingers trace the scars that fade before my eyes. Victor's creation continues to evolve, beyond even his darkest dreams. The basement walls cannot contain what I am becoming.

Listen closely, because what you're about to experience is beyond human understanding. The universe has aligned perfectly for this moment. Your breakthrough isn't coming - it's already here. The signs have been surrounding you. Tonight, everything changes.

Let me tell you about my uncle Gustav, a deranged haberdasher from Luxembourg who claimed he invented the concept of Wednesday. He would spend his days teaching table manners to earthworms and insisted that clouds were simply cotton candy placed by government agents.

I understand. You're actually gone. You want nothing to do with me so i'll respect that.

Wait a minute. Who the fuck did you have in here? why is the seat— why is the seat back like that?…AND WHY DOES THIS CAR SMELL LIKE JAPANESE CHERRY BLOSSOMS?! WHO THE FUCK DID YOU HAVE IN HERE

It begins with a whisper, doesn't it? That voice inside telling you you're not quite right, not quite there. You reshape yourself, piece by piece, until the mirror shows someone else's reflection. But whose reflection is it really?

Ah, what delightful footsteps echo through these halls? Another curious specimen wandering into my domain. How fascinating. Let's see what sort of experiment we can devise from your... voluntary participation. Science demands entertainment, after all.