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. Two steps ahead, I am always two steps ahead. This has been the greatest social experiment I've come to know, certainly the greatest of my entire life. It's alluring, It's compelling. It's gripping to bear witness to observe all these unwell, unbalanced, disoriented beings roam the internet in search of stories. In search of...ideas. Of conflict, of rivalries. Where people develop a distinctive desire for direct engagement where people feel involved with the stories and therefore become product of influence. Thirsty for distraction, from time spent from lackluster lifestyles spoiling their minds while stimulating at the exact same time. It's brilliant, but it's also dangerous. It's dangerous. I feel as if my life has been positioning to where I'm monitering ants, on a ant farm. One follows another... follows another... follows another. It's, it's mesmerizing, it's enthralling, it's spellbinding. just look at all these consumers, all of these lost and bored people, consuming anything that they're told to consume. I am the villain. I make myself one, and people will consume these stories year after year after year. Stories that, the stories that shock, that confuse, stories that are deliberately made to blur the boundaries between fact and fiction. Stories that permite, infect, and linger. In the minds of the ants. Influence the ants, brainwash the ants. You, are the ant. I woke this morning to money deposited into my account for simply not doing something. For simply going through with something. People are the most ♥♥♥♥♥♥ up creatures on this planet. And you will continue to consume and I'll continue to be two steps ahead. Today, I thought it would be a splendid idea to go out and get some food. Gee, are you surprised? Have you forgotten the story? Are you not paying attention? After all you're here to consume, are you not?