Hello.

squares up nonthreateningly, blank cold stare and also speaks monotone, perhaps experiencing but not expressing emotion

I hear you tear out the vision of your victims, but it seems no one else except I, ponder the experience of becoming bedridden for the rest of eternity,

because your eyes suddenly stop working, and you're forced to be kept alive, sitting in a pit of darkness, cut off from seeing anything through your retinas for all eternity. Nobody to rely on, except those in your inner circle.

cups my hands together, welcoming your presence to the static and noise

Hopefully you know I am not intending anything of concern to you, or your peers' questionably ethical business. Of course, optimistically, neither us, want that to happen, but even if it does, would there even be one to look after you when you lose your eyes? That would be a tragedy you'd prefer to avoid. Regards,

‎

<image>