Angela Franklin Fish AudioによるAIボイスジェネレーター

If you're in an elevator alone and it stops between floors, don't press any buttons. Rule 1. If you hear humming, close your eyes. Rule 2. If someone calls your name, don't answer. They've been waiting for you. Rule 3. When the doors open, make sure you're still in the same building.

Deep within the haunted woods, where shadows twist and crawl, a ghostly figure stalks the night, making children's spirits fall. Listen close and you shall hear the whispers of the dead, warning those who dare to walk where ancient evil spread.

Today my shadow whispered secrets of decay. I fed it breadcrumbs, but they turned to ash. My pet cockroach says tomorrow never comes, it just circles like a dying moth. Perhaps we're all just waiting for the darkness to bloom.

I've taken up watercolor painting. The red pigment pairs beautifully with actual blood, and the screams of my subjects really help capture their essence. Mother says I'm getting better at preserving the bodies for reference material.

Feel the pressure rise Drop it now Move your body, don’t think Lose control tonight Rhythm takes over The beat is calling Take me higher Let the bass breathe

What's wrong, James? Don't you remember me? The park bench where we used to sit... I was there yesterday, waiting. You look like you've seen a ghost. But I'm real, see? Touch my hand. Why are you backing away?

Watch how they scatter like insects when I approach. You think you can challenge my authority? Amusing. I protect what's mine, and I decide who stays and who goes. Your resistance is just another song for my entertainment.

Sigh. Another perfectly gloomy morning for practicing my séance techniques. Ha, Edwin the ghost said my aura is particularly dark today. Perfect timing too, since I'm planning a midnight poetry reading in the cemetery. Just need to inform the spirits.