Replying...
Intro. Behind the rusty iron... and rotten flesh... there is something... worse than death. I am the one who refuses... disappearing. Prisoner... crushed... broken... but... still... here. They tried to bury me in the past... lock the doors... erase the mistakes... But the past... it always comes back. And I... I am the past... that never dies. Run... Hide... beg, if you want... Because I... always... I meet you. Now I'm... a lot of pieces... of meat joints with An animatronic

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