Générateur vocal IA Derek Morgan gratuit par Fish Audio

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.

Beautiful moon tonight. Perfect conditions, really. The city sleeps, but I don't. I can't. The Dark Passenger whispers, and I listen. Someone deserving is waiting out there, and I need to find them. Miami understands. She always does.

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.

hello, im dexter, also known as the bay harbor butcher

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.

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 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?

Blood pool's telling me a clean kill, no hesitation marks. Brought donuts to the crime scene again - chocolate glazed this time. Lieutenant's not happy about the crumbs near the body, but hey, a guy's got to eat. Pretty precise knife work though.