Scrap Baby: You played right into our hands. Did you really think that this job just fell out of the sky for you? No.
This was a gift. For us. You gathered them all together, in one place.
Just like he asked you to. All of those little souls, in one place. Just for us.
A gift. Now, we can do what we were created to do. And be complete.
by Sanderlei Silveira - 10/04/2023 - US ∞
Scrap Baby: You played right into our hands. Did you really think that this job just fell out of the sky for you? No.
This was a gift. For us. You gathered them all together, in one place.
Just like he asked you to. All of those little souls, in one place. Just for us.
A gift. Now, we can do what we were created to do. And be complete.
I will make you proud, Daddy. Watch, listen, and be full.
*BEEP*
[Cassette Man]
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 that you are trapped. Your lust of 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.
And to you monsters trapped in the corridors. Be still. And give up your spirits.
They don't belong to you.
For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps, warm, 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. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up in their arms, the way you lifted others into yours.
And then, what became of you? I should have known, you wouldn't be content to disappear. Not my daughter. I couldn't save you then.
So, let me save you now. It's time to rest, for you, and for those you have carried in your arms...
This ends.
For all of us...
End communication.
Scrap Baby: Naglaro ka mismo sa aming mga kamay. Naisip mo ba na ang trabahong ito ay nahulog lamang sa kalangitan para sa iyo? Hindi.
Ito ay isang regalo. Para sa atin. Pinagsama mo silang lahat, sa isang lugar.
Tulad ng tinanong ka niya. Lahat ng mga maliliit na kaluluwa, sa isang lugar. Para lang sa amin.
Isang regalo. Ngayon, magagawa natin kung ano ang nilikha natin upang gawin. At maging kumpleto.
Ipagmamalaki kita, Tatay. Panoorin, makinig, at maging puno.
*Beep*
[Cassette Man]
Natapos ang koneksyon.
Humihingi ako ng paumanhin na matakpan ka, Elizabeth. Kung naaalala mo pa rin ang pangalang iyon.
Ngunit natatakot ako na hindi ka nag -iisa.
Wala ka rito upang makatanggap ng regalo. Hindi rin, tinawag ka rito ng indibidwal na iyong ipinapalagay. Bagaman, tinawag ka talaga.
Lahat kayo ay tinawag dito. Sa isang labirint ng mga tunog at amoy, maling akda at kasawian.
Isang labirint na walang exit. Isang maze na walang premyo. Hindi mo rin napagtanto na nakulong ka. Ang iyong pagnanasa ng dugo ay nagtulak sa iyo sa walang katapusang mga bilog. Ang paghabol sa mga pag -iyak ng mga bata sa ilang hindi nakikitang silid, palaging tila malapit.
Ngunit kahit papaano ay hindi maaabot.
Ngunit, hindi mo sila mahahanap. Wala sa inyo.
Dito nagtatapos ang iyong kwento.
At sa iyo, ang aking matapang na boluntaryo, na kahit papaano ay natagpuan ang listahan ng trabaho na ito na hindi inilaan para sa iyo. Bagaman, mayroong isang paraan na binalak para sa iyo, mayroon akong isang pakiramdam na hindi ang gusto mo. Mayroon akong pakiramdam na tama ka kung saan mo nais.
Nananatili rin ako. Malapit ako.
Ang lugar na ito ay hindi maaalala at ang memorya ng lahat ng nagsimula nito, sa wakas ay maaaring magsimulang mawala. Tulad ng paghihirap ng bawat trahedya ay dapat.
At sa iyo monsters na nakulong sa mga corridors. Huwag gumalaw. At isuko ang iyong mga espiritu.
Hindi ka nila kinabibilangan.
Para sa karamihan sa iyo, naniniwala ako na may kapayapaan at marahil, mainit -init, naghihintay para sa iyo pagkatapos matanggal ang usok.
Bagaman, para sa isa sa iyo, ang pinakamadilim na hukay ng impiyerno ay nagbukas upang lunukin ka ng buo. Kaya, huwag panatilihing naghihintay ang diyablo, matandang kaibigan.
Ang aking anak na babae, kung maririnig mo ako, alam kong babalik ka rin. Ito ay sa iyong likas na katangian upang maprotektahan ang mga inosente. Ikinalulungkot ko na sa araw na iyon, sa araw na ikaw ay ikulong at naiwan upang mamatay, walang sinuman ang naroon upang maiangat ka sa kanilang mga bisig, ang paraan ng pag -angat ng iba sa iyo.
At pagkatapos, ano ang nangyari sa iyo? Dapat alam ko na, hindi ka magiging kontento na mawala. Hindi ang aking anak na babae. Hindi kita mailigtas noon.
Kaya, hayaan mo akong iligtas ka ngayon. Panahon na upang magpahinga, para sa iyo, at para sa mga dala mo ...
Nagtatapos ito.
Para sa ating lahat ...
Tapusin ang komunikasyon.