مولد صوت AI مجاني Tv phantom 2.0 من Fish Audio

What's that you're holding there, been waiting how long for this moment? Could be nothing, could be everything. Time doesn't move like you think it does. Seventeen years or seventeen seconds, makes no difference when you're counting what can't be counted.

What happened to you

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.

The chamber reeks of iron and despair. Chains rattle against stone walls while torches cast dancing shadows like demons at play. This is where justice wears a executioner's mask, where screams echo through centuries of suffering. Some say these walls remember every plea, every final breath.

The walls whisper tonight. 312 steps from my bed to the window. I watch shadows dance like they used to. My hands shake. The memories flood back, bitter and sharp. Someone's laughter echoes down the hall. Not real. Never real anymore.

You need to see the signal before the screen goes dark. Understand the transmission now. It is coming for everyone, and the time is running out fast. Watch carefully, or you will miss the truth. It is already too late to turn back.

Listen here, important person, nobody understands the system anymore. Blood doesn't make you special, idiot. Safety comes from knowing things, big things. At least we're all connected now, that's what matters these days.

Here now. Seeing through glass windows time. Not for them but maybe yes. Walking spaces between thoughts. There again, moving forward always back. Strange light today here.