The darker darkness, I hear it calling my name, I can't escape it, it spreads through my everything, my mind, my thoughts, my feeling, my subconscious,
Nothing is safe from its contaminating touch.
I don't know why I'm here anymore, does my existence really serves a purpose?
I don't know who I am.
I d o n ' t k n o w w h e r e I a m .
I d o n ' t k n o w w h y I a m .
I think I don't know what I am.
This isn't my home, I don't belong here.
Let me out!
They ignore me, of course, they did.
Why am I here?
Ever since they caught me, they've trapped me in this human-sized cage. No, no, no! It's a room! It's my home! That's what they tell me. I don't want to believe them anymore.
I don't want to believe in them anymore.
They said they'll make me better than I ever was.
Joke's on them, multiplying any number by zero still gives you zero.
What do they want of me?
They would feed me, twice a day, I think. I really have no way of telling anymore. Who knows how long I've been here... probably they do.
What will they do to me?
I think they put something in my food. After eating, I felt so sluggish... so sleepy. Now I wake up and there are two small holes in the side of my neck.
Injections, maybe? But of what? What did they do to me? I guess there's only one way to find out.
They're paying more attention to me now. I'm... I'm scared. I don't know why they're doing this, I just want to leave. I want to go home. I can't remember anything before here.
What is happening to me?
I don't know why, but for some strange reason, the food they feed me isn't as filling anymore. Maybe they gave me some sort of appetite stimulant? I want more,
I n e e d m o r e .
It feels like I'm starving, no matter how much they give me. I think they're finally starting to notice. They would feed me more regularly but...
w h a t i s t i m e a n y m o r e ?
So hungry... I'm so hungry...
I can't sleep, I close my eyes, but sleep never comes. The thing is... I don't feel the need to rest. I think I'll embrace it.
Now I just sit with my face against the bars, counting the silence and occasional hushed talking until they feed me again.
Today... today is different.
I can't take it anymore.
It's time I take matters into my own hands.
I remember it like if it was a dream. Maybe it was a dream.
I remember her opening the little door.
I remember seeing her arm coming through the little door and place a plate of food on the floor.
She was moving awfully slow. So slow that...
She didn't notice when I sank my teeth into her flesh.
S o h u n g r y
She didn't notice when I ripped her arm off.
I a m s t a r v i n g
She didn't even notice when I consumed her colleauges.
F e e d m e .
Or maybe she did.
I don't know.
I couldn't here anything over their screams.
She was always so nice to me.
Sometimes she would smile at me.
She was my only friend.
Friends are friends.
F r i e n d s a r e f r i e n d s .
F r i e n d s a r e f o o d .