I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. 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. 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. You don't even realize that you are trapped. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You have all been called here, into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. 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. I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth, if you still even remember that name, But I'm afraid you've been misinformed.
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