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. It's time to rest - for you, and for those you have carried in your arms. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. I should have known you wouldn't be content to disappear, not my daughter. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours, and then, what became of you. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. Although, for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the devil waiting, old friend. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors, be still and give up your spirits. This place will not be remembered, and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be.
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