Connection terminated I'm sorry to interrupt you
Elizabeth if you still even remember that name But I'm afraid you've been misinformed You are not here to receive a gift Nor have you been called here by the individual you assume although you have
indeed been called
You have all been called here, into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection, and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit. A maze with no prize. You don't even realize you are trapped. Your
lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber always seeming so near,
yet somehow out of reach.
But you
will never find them. None of you
will. This is where your story ends. And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this
job listing not intended for you. Although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be.
I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This place will not be remembered, and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away, as the agony of every tragedy should.
For most of you, I believe there is
peace - and perhaps more - waiting for you after the
smoke clears. Although, for one of you... The darkest pit of hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the
Devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well.