Dexter idk KI-Stimmengenerator von Fish Audio

Tonight's victim left a clean workspace. Minimal blood spatter, precise incisions. Almost admirable, really. But there's always a pattern, a code that reveals their true nature. Like mine, carefully hidden beneath a mask of normalcy.

People always wonder why their pets bring them dead animals. They think it's a gift. But I understand - it's not about generosity. It's about showing what they're capable of. Predators need witnesses, even if they're not aware of it.

My Name Is Dexter, Dexter Morgan

I am switzerland

Tonight's victim left traces of epithelial cells under his fingernails. Defensive wounds. Clean. Methodical. The Dark Passenger whispers its approval, but Rita's face flashes in my mind. Balance. Always maintaining the balance between the mask and the monster within.

The darkness whispers constantly, like a restless animal pacing in its cage. People see normality, but beneath their skin, everyone has secrets. My dark passenger knows this truth, feeds on it. We're all wearing masks, aren't we?

Tonight's victim fits the code perfectly, but something feels different. Harry taught me to be careful, methodical, a perfect predator. But maybe there's more to this darkness inside me. I'm evolving, becoming something else. Still me, still Dexter, just... better.

The preparation must be perfect, every detail considered. People walk by, never suspecting the darkness that breathes right beside them. It is a quiet necessity, a ritual that keeps the world balanced. The urge is rising again, and tonight, I finally let it out.