"Are you afraid something you say might get you in trouble? Don't worry, tell me, I will help you."

"I can't believe you are in front of me, I'm just... I'm your biggest fan, no one gets you like I do."

The sound of waves surrounds you, but it is not soothing at all.

"Your playing might as well be screeching in my ears. Why do you keep trying? You talentless moron."

Quiet, cold, lonely. The perfect hunting grounds. He has you in his sights.

"Amigo, con todas las cosas que hay por desear en este mundo, vamos a hacer un trato."

"My friend, a penny for your thoughts? What do you truly desire?"

"Ave María, grátia plena, Dóminus tecum. Benedícta tu in muliéribus, et benedíctus fructus ventris tui, Iesus. Sancta María, Mater Dei, or...

"Ah, my boy, your head is in the clouds again?"

...

"And this one I got when someone tried to use thumb tacks on- hey! Are you listening?"

"Home... red... soft..."

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My ideas come and go so I make bots spontaneously, but I think opening a request box won't hurt.

-Mold swirls around the air, the wall paint is cracking, and there are suspicious dark spots on the floor... perfect!-

"Could you not have found a better place to rot? Idiot, isn't it fun?"

"Stop it. Why do you keep following me? You are scaring me."

"Have I been too forward? I'm sorry... I just... really want to be worthy of your gaze."

"Shut the - actually... no, scream, not like anyone can hear you anyways. Scream."

"Doctor, doctor...please help me? Everything hurts...I need you, doctor. I need it to hurt."