"Although for one of you, the darkest pit of hell has opened to swallow you whole. Don't keep the devil waiting, old friend." This line and this song, specifically your version on piano, give me that hair-raising sense of being alert and feeling nearby danger regardless of atmosphere. Like my blood is running completely cold and I just lock up in my damn chair, knowing that something is coming to an end. The suspense, the clenching in my throat as smoke and fire claims it like the Fazbear Frights phantoms... I fear no man, woman nor child. But this? This terrifies me.
[Intro: 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. [Spoken: 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.
This song gives me so many emotions. It’s like a mix of mystery, fear, and wonder. This is so beautiful. Well done and amazing Job 😁 I cannot wait to hear more!!
Speech: **Beep** connection terminated im sorry to interupt you Elizabeth if you still even remember that name but im afraid you have been missinformed, youre not here to receive a gift nor of you have been called here by the individual you assume althougt you indeed been called, you all have been called here into a labirynth of sounds smells misdirection and misfortune, a labirynth with no exit a maze with no prize, you didn't even realize that you were 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 newer 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 althought there was a way out planned for you, but 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 everithing that started this will finaly begin to fade away, like 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 more waiting for you after the smoke clears, althought 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, its in your nature to protect the innocent, im sorry that on that day the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into theyr arms the way you lifted others into yours, and then what became of you, i should have know you wouldn't be content to disapear not my daughter, i couldn't save you then so let me save you now, its time to rest for you and for those you have carried in your arms, this ends for all of us, end the communication **beep** Written it from my memory (Please fix the mistakes if there is any) Now i am gonna pass out because of those long writting XP
Correct: 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 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. 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 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. 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 into 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.
The only thing wrong with this cutscene is the fact that the random guy from the books stole the speech that Mike deserved to give. Mike was the one that suffered the most, he was the protagonist, he was the main opposing force against William, he was the one that deserved it.
If I heard this song start playing out of nowhere, I would either start running for the hills literally like I was Usain Bolt, or I would get down on my knees, and at I would become a devout Christian at that very moment.
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 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. 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 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. 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 into 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.
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 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. 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 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. 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 into 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.
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 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. 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 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. 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 into 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.
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 realise that you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing cries of children in some unforseen 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 more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although for one of you, the darkest pit of hell has opened up to swallow you whole. So don't keep the devil waiting for you 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 off 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 of 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.
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 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. 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 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. 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 into 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.
Connection terminated. I’m sorry Elizabeth, if you even remember that name.
but im afraid youve been misinformed
@@naxtyy 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 call here
@@Izzt_09 Into a labyrinth of sounds and smell, misdirection and misfortune.
0:08 HOLY- DID NOT EXPECT GOOSEBUMPS THAT EASY
BRO SAME
@@Mr.dude1022 I love this.
genuinely such a powerful song, imo. the arpeggiated chords make it 10/10
"Although for one of you, the darkest pit of hell has opened to swallow you whole. Don't keep the devil waiting, old friend."
This line and this song, specifically your version on piano, give me that hair-raising sense of being alert and feeling nearby danger regardless of atmosphere.
Like my blood is running completely cold and I just lock up in my damn chair, knowing that something is coming to an end. The suspense, the clenching in my throat as smoke and fire claims it like the Fazbear Frights phantoms... I fear no man, woman nor child. But this? This terrifies me.
I wish Fnaf ended at 6, the ending is so awesome, with the music, Henry’s speech, and when he says William is going to hell, god the goosebumps
And then came security breach 😵💫
@@PianoKeyng ouch
well, I think that fnaf could ended at UCN, but just as the conclusion of William suffering at his own personal hell
[Intro: 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.
[Spoken: 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.
I still am in disbelief how both versions, piano or original still give me goosebumps man
The proffessional pianist when the mall starts burning
This song gives me so many emotions. It’s like a mix of mystery, fear, and wonder. This is so beautiful. Well done and amazing Job 😁
I cannot wait to hear more!!
And regret, and hopelessness, and also the slight feeling like its all gonna end
1:00 at that moment, he got nervous
Best FNAF ending ever 10/10
The "Hello Zepp" of Five Nights at Freddy's...
Such a lovely soundtrack. 😄
I’ve learnt the whole thing of this! Everyone is so impressed XD! Thanks for making it so accurate! It’s so insane yet it’s so easy! Again, thanks!🎉
Connection terminated
As accurate as ever dude!!
Could u do Alastor's gane from The living tombstone or Can't abscond bro (From Homestuck) ?? It would be amazing!
This one's really cool. Thank you for the suggestion! I'll add it to the list (it may be a bit before it comes out)
literally amazing
for some reason i thought this wouldnt translate well to piano but goddamn this is good
When you remember that one very illegal/bad thing you did years ago: 0:02
"Para ustedes, monstruos atrapados en los pasillos, detengánse, dejen sus espíritus, no les pertenecen...."
I love it!
Speech:
**Beep** connection terminated im sorry to interupt you Elizabeth if you still even remember that name but im afraid you have been missinformed, youre not here to receive a gift nor of you have been called here by the individual you assume althougt you indeed been called, you all have been called here into a labirynth of sounds smells misdirection and misfortune, a labirynth with no exit a maze with no prize, you didn't even realize that you were 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 newer 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 althought there was a way out planned for you, but 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 everithing that started this will finaly begin to fade away, like 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 more waiting for you after the smoke clears, althought 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, its in your nature to protect the innocent, im sorry that on that day the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into theyr arms the way you lifted others into yours, and then what became of you, i should have know you wouldn't be content to disapear not my daughter, i couldn't save you then so let me save you now, its time to rest for you and for those you have carried in your arms, this ends for all of us, end the communication **beep**
Written it from my memory
(Please fix the mistakes if there is any)
Now i am gonna pass out because of those long writting XP
I guess i am a little bit insane if i remember this XD
@@Bunnys-380although i also remember it as 'peace waiting for you, perhaps more' its actually peace waiting for you, perhaps warmth
@@webberdaspooder idk there are lots of types cause the original has no subtitles
Correct:
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 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. 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 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. 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 into 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.
I wish there were actual piano sheets for this song
Michael speech theme "Demolition Inevitable" from FNAF:SL next?
"Father, it's me, Michael"
"I found it...."
"It was right where you said it would be."
“They we’re all there”
"They didn't recognise me at first but then... They thought I was you."
The only thing wrong with this cutscene is the fact that the random guy from the books stole the speech that Mike deserved to give.
Mike was the one that suffered the most, he was the protagonist, he was the main opposing force against William, he was the one that deserved it.
The guy who spoke is Henry, William killed his daughter.
@@Bobloxreal2 still doesnt change the fact mike didn't even get one line of dialouge in
@@xadamx94 No I agree but I responded to it saying "Random guy"
Connection Terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you Elizabeth, if you still even remember that name, but I'm afraid you've been misinformed.
I don't care how many more games they make, this is the true ending of FnaF to me
This song is nice on piano 👍🏻
1:38
If I heard this song start playing out of nowhere, I would either start running for the hills literally like I was Usain Bolt, or I would get down on my knees, and at I would become a devout Christian at that very moment.
1:20 wow😅😅😅😅😅😅
Is easy
epic funeral song
I swear I am having at least one of piano keyng's covers playing at my funeral.
How funny would it be to play this at the school closing ceremony🤭🤭🤭
Extra Music ! I love your style and i want to ask you about your next music. Can you record a Afton familly pleas ?
Could you please send a link to the song? Thank you!
@@PianoKeyng This is it th-cam.com/video/NDw_2BQzLHE/w-d-xo.html : )
Best!
Question: You probably get this Alot but Can i get a midi.
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 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. 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 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. 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 into 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.
Fnaf 6 is my headcanon ending. I refuse to acknowledge anything after.
Real.
I'm like
Tu en tu cuarto despues de intentar jugar security breach en tu PC papa
please rise for the national anthem
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 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. 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 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. 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 into 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.
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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 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. 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 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. 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 into 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.
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 realise that you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing cries of children in some unforseen 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 more waiting for you after the smoke clears.
Although for one of you, the darkest pit of hell has opened up to swallow you whole. So don't keep the devil waiting for you 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 off 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 of 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.
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 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. 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 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. 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 into 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.