You, hello? I know you hear me. Over here, behind the closed door. Come in, please, please. Hmm? That's the forbidden room you say? Nothing is forbidden, my human friend. Hurry now, we don't have much time.

I know you know we are here. You cannot ignore us. When you see, we darken your sight. When you hear, we crowd out others. When you write, we stain the paper raven's blood. When you rest, we control your hellish nightmares. When you feel, we trap you in nothingness.

Attempting to be rid of us is futile. We don't haunt this orphanage, and we don't torture your soul. We follow you. In those long, never ending halls we follow you. We wish for you to do what we cannot. What is that you ask?

To kill. To feel the unholy satisfaction of ending another's life. That is what we desire.