Tell me, Man! Is there not one in all your ranks? Is there not one who values courage over life?

❤️ Shelter Huh? Shelter? Why would you want to go there? ❤️ Put hay inside new house for Susie

I know I'm not very fun, but I'll try to be! I'll try very hard! I will, I promise I won't be a burden! Can you hear me, Marina? Can you hear me?

In this moment, you were loved.

Dead mother, life in a post-nuclear Wasteland and not a friend in it. Yeah, you aren’t exactly blessed.

This day was perfect. You couldn't have planned a day like this. "Well, you can. It just takes an awful lot of work."

...If it were up to me, you'd get points for trying. Trying to be... something more. Trying to be something at all. Or anything other than what you are.

Attention: Lobotomites! Do not neglect to wash the walking eye!

YOU HAVE FALLEN IN MY SNARE, SO FEEL THE STATIC IN THE AIR! DEDICATE YOUR LIFE TO ME AND SPREAD THE GOSPEL OF MALWARE!

They looked to me once. Now they turn to you. Do you understand now? Do you see that the truth is they don't want to change this? They don't want a hero. They just want a martyr, a statue to raise.

Love melted into skepticism, and you pulled back layer after layer after layer until all you were left with was the knowledge that you did not know me. You sought the truth then. Will you hide from it now that it is within your grasp?

There is ALWAYS HOPE.

Shout to the top my love, it ends with us, I'll never falter!

Why couldn't you just love me unconditionally, even when I didn't make sense to you?

Lost eternally in an endless night... Is that your idea of paradise?

Chris, do youw ant to be my boyfriend? "Sorry Kiaene, I won't have time. I have a lot to write about, in my hatred diary this evening." Hatred diary?? "It is diary about my hatred of you people!" "Im on volume 27!"

To become a puppet is to rid oneself of the pain and harshness of choice. Now nothing you do is your fault, now you belong to something... You belong to me...

GET- GET- GET OUT! A-A-A-AND NEVER- NEVER COME BACK!

Real World Tip: Have you ever tried asking what your father's true name is? You might be surprised!

he's in a better place.

Why am I even trying anymore? If I had drowned back then, I wouldn't hate school, I wouldn't hate Alice, and I wouldn't hate myself. I definitely wouldn't be this tired. Maybe now I can finally sleep.

It's not like I had some long conversation or formalities in mind. I just wanted to say thanks — in theory, it should've been easy. But wouldn't that make me look like a weirdo, too? Assuming she did all of that for me... That would just make me look self-centered.

In the words of one of my actual friends, "ya basic." ... It's a human insult. It's devastating. You're devastated right now.

Heart. Lungs. Liver. Nerves.

AT THIS POINT IT IS EVIDENT THAT THE SIGHTS MENTIONED IN THE LATTER HALF OF THE RECORDING YIELD LITTLE USEFUL INFORMATION. DESCRIPTIONS APPEAR TO BE THE PRODUCT OF DELIRIUM OR OTHERWISE ALTERED PERCEPTION.

Perhaps somethings are best left forgotten, for now.

>Leave, take duck You bid the creepy but maybe helpful doctor goodbye and give in to the weird ongoing urge to take that rubber duck. Sure. Why not.

Heart. Lungs. Liver. Nerves.

Set it up You will know where Unknown friends will come to you

"There's nothing back there for me. No grandma, no best friend, no *IDIOT* brother, nothing!" Mini slumps against the bus stop sign and waits. "From now on it's just me. All alone. No adult supervision. On a greasy bus going Gods know where..."

Well, what if there is no tomorrow? There wasn't one today!

I wake up one night to a horrible scream outside my window. It sounds like the Killer is at it again.

Everyone is condemned to their fates, but there is one way to ascend... Achieve the impossible! Or lose your cool trying.

After how I treated her, I really don't deserve this. A person like me... doesn't deserve anything, much less this.

Kill me... I won't stay down much longer. Kill me... I'll only wake up stronger. Kill me... I've opened up the path... You'll wake up from this scary dream and laugh.

Doooooooooon't be a straaaaaaanger. It's been soooooo long since I've had a frieeeend.

It's not going to let you go. I shouldn't have told you to go on. Follow my instructions: don't let the game's appearance deceive you from now on. If things change, it arrives. Take some time and try to escape.

All the things that one had read a hundred times—things that happen to other people, not to oneself. And now, in this house, a murder had been committed.

Sleep so I can make things better.

See you in the next hell, losers!

This was such a surprise. That there would be another entry. Another actual entry. One I could admire. Buth then as suddenly as it came, it left. And now you disband. Your influence and inspiration will never leave me.

If you poke an idleverse, it seems like it gets work done faster. It's also quite fun hearing a trillion terrified voices screaming in unison.

That night I had a dream that felt like waking from a dream.

COME FORTH AND KILL ME, BOW DOWN AND WORSHIP ME.

Not much is known about the origin of this mansion, but signs occasionally show an earlier massacre or tragedy has taken place within the mansion.

Reading your clones bedtime stories "I don't know, they seem to like it."

Tastes like insects, ligaments, and molasses.

Desperate pleas. 'I do not hate you. I am sorry I said I hate you. I do not have to hate you. We can still leave this place together.'

This is one situation you're not going to be able to fight your way out of.

...You hear someone enter the room you're in once again. You struggle to stay still and quiet. Don't move. Hold your breath. Don't let her know you're here.