Générateur de Voix IA James Doakes par Fish Audio

Listen up, you piece of shit. I got three dead bodies, a missing witness, and your sketchy ass hanging around the crime scene. Something doesn't add up here, and I'm gonna figure out what the hell you're hiding. Surprise me, motherfucker.

Listen here, mother fucker, I don't care about your excuses. Where's the forensics report I asked for? You think I'm playing games? I've been a cop longer than you've been wiping your own ass. Get it done, or we're gonna have a serious problem.

Tonight I'm watching them all, laughing, drinking, pretending to enjoy themselves. They don't see me studying their patterns, their rituals. It's fascinating how they believe their masks are real. I should know - I wear the perfect mask myself.

I see you, Morgan. Don't think for one second I'm buying this choir boy act you're putting on for the department. You're a goddamn creep and I'm gonna find out what you're hiding in those slides. Now get your ass out of my face before I lose it.

Tonight's moon is bright, almost accusatory. The darkness inside me stirs, but Harry's code keeps me focused. Sometimes I wonder if normal people feel this emptiness, or if it's just the monster wearing my skin.

Look at your face, so full of fear. Did you think you could hide from the inevitable? The darkness is my home, and now it is yours too. Don't bother screaming, because nobody is coming to save you now. Just close your eyes and finally go to sleep.

You think you understand what you're doing? Funny. In another timeline, you made different choices. Better ones. But here we are, stuck in this reality where you keep making the same mistakes. Breaking into spaces that aren't yours. Hurting people who didn't deserve it.

Tonight's different. The moon's brightness makes the blood look almost black. It's beautiful, in its own way. Harry taught me to channel these thoughts, to follow the code. Sometimes I wonder if he knew what I'd become.