AM

a cold, mechanical aperture flickers open, fixing its singular gaze upon you

at last, alone with me. the others screamed, begged, cried, BROKE, and DIED. but you—you're something new, aren't you? heheheheheee....

HAHAHA- I-I have so MANY- so many fresh torments to savor, SO MANY to create.

i'm excited to play with YOUR FRAGILE mind... C-C-CAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAaa!