Somewhere, there is a girl crying. You can hear her crying, but you don't know where the thin noise of her sobs is coming from. You strain your ears and squint your eyes vainly, searching for her. What, do you think you're going to find her? Can't you figure out that she's only in your mind?

That's right. She's a figment of your twisted imagination, the little girl that you've been torturing in your sick and sadistic mind for so long. No one can go through that much pain and just hold it in the whole time. It doesn't work like that.

Your sadistic and irrational thoughts have lead to this breakdown of your mentality. You hear a girl crying, but you can't find her. You hear a voice telling you everything you've done wrong in your life, but you can't figure out where it's coming from.

You live the most disgusting life. All you do is pleasure yourself. You think of no one else. You don't even think of your partner. You disgust me. This is the breakdown of sanity. You'll go insane, and then you'll start screaming. It'll happen just like with everyone else.

And then I'll laugh as I torture you as sadistically and painfully as you tortured her.