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In the depths of darkness, where shadows whisper ancient truths, we find ourselves facing an inevitable horror. The clock ticks backward, and reality bends until nothing remains but the cold embrace of forgotten nightmares.

I carefully replaced my dental records with those of a deceased person. Each night, I filed my teeth to match the exact patterns. I maintained strict documentation of every modification, ensuring no trace of my original dental structure remained. The transformation was meticulous, yet one small cavity could expose everything.

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.

Rule number three: If you see a woman in a white dress standing at the corner of Broadway and Canal Street, don't stop. Even if your meter light turns on automatically. Keep driving and don't look in your rearview mirror until you've crossed three intersections.

I smell your fear. Run if you want, but darkness follows everywhere. Every shadow is my kingdom, every corner my domain. Your nightmares are my playground, and soon, very soon, you'll be mine forever.

Your nightmares whisper my name, but you cannot speak mine. I live in the screams you swallow, in the darkness you fear to name. Run if you must. It only makes my hunger grow stronger.

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 need to tell you what happened last night. I've already called the police, my sister, everyone I could think of. But it's not enough. Something was in my house, and I have proof this time. The recordings, the footprints - they're all real.