I want all of you to know. I'm happy, and safe. He came, and we danced. We played.
He showed me something. Something wonderful.
He told me things, so many things. He's worked on us for years, and especially on me. He had to prepare me, had to...get me ready. And he knew that we do not last as long as him, we wither and die and we are not PATIENT.
He knew I'd tell you all. He's come for me and I'm free.
He'll come for all of you someday as well.
Just...if you ever walk by a window at night, and you hear the trees move...
He watches. And waits.
Always.
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