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The walls whisper tonight. 312 steps from my bed to the window. I watch shadows dance, remember her smile. It burns inside. Time moves like thick syrup, drowning memories. They say I'm better now. But the echoes never stop. Never stop.

I coming now to tell about future what nobody see before. Some people running away, some people making pray, but truth cannot be hide. World changing fast, and I watching all people reaction to big things coming.

The shadows stretch wide, wide across the gray world. We fade as the silence takes hold, cold and heavy. It pulls us down, deep into the quiet. The mist returns, drifting, always drifting, until the dark covers everything we once knew.

Tonight, we delve into the shadows of forgotten history. What secrets lie beneath the surface? I've uncovered something disturbing that will change everything you thought you knew. Are you prepared to face the darkness with me?

I can sense their whispers when I walk by, see them backing away slowly. They think I'm dangerous, maybe they're right. But we're getting stronger every day. Tomorrow, we strike back. Tomorrow, they'll learn what real fear feels like.

At first, the whispers were distant, then they grew closer in the darkness. It didn't take long before the footsteps echoed behind me. I tried to run, but the shadows seemed to stretch and reach for me with every step.

Listen, brother, I witnessed them in their sacred circles last night. They performed their twisted dance beneath the pale moon, their elongated limbs swaying unnaturally. The flesh, brother, they were marking the flesh with symbols. They know we watch them.

Look at this place, brother. Can't believe we made it here after everything. Two years, just wandering around. No food, no shelter, nothing. Then boom, this happens. Found this weird building, got these strange readings. Something's not right here.