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shitsufourz // location: 不明 (unknown) — the room keeps repeating, like it remembers something it shouldn’t. 4 entered, 0 returned. they still echo inside. ⟡ 無限ループ : active ⟡ @shitsufourzbot @shitsufourzchive
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oh, poor sherina. she only wanted to stop by a small park, hoping to ease the weight of another exhausting day. the quiet, the lights, the gentle breeze... everything looked so comforting that she never questioned why it felt almost too perfect. after all, it was our park. it always has been. it's funny how easy it is to fool someone whose mind is already drowning, how easily people mistake something beautiful for something safe. sherina laughed, wandered from one game to another, enjoying every little moment we had prepared just for her. by the time she reached the merry-go-round, she was smiling brighter than before. such a lovely sight. she climbed onto it alone, wrapped her hands around the wheel, and spunn it as fast as she could, laughing without a care as the world around her blurred into colors. she looked so... happy. but happiness was never meant to last here. when she finally decided she had enough and reached for the ground, we didn't let her leave. one by one, we placed our hands on the wheel and spunn it fassster... and fassster... and fassster. strangely, it didn't make her dizzy. no. it only made her ssee. the park wasn't empty anymore. someone was standing behind her. then another. and another. they weren't strangers. they were the people whose faces had long since disappeared from every missing poster, every old newspaper, every fading memory. all of them were smmiling. all of them were watching. all of them had been waiting for herr. poor, poor sherina... no one ever told you that the children who never went home still come here to pllay. now don't cry. don't closse your eyes. they don't like it when you stop looking at themm.
kaz was only walking home after another long, tiring night, thinking it would be just like any other evening. at first, nothing felt unusual, untill he slowly realized every street kept leading him back to the same place, over and ovver again. he walked faster, then slower, then faster again, hoping he had simply made a mistake. but no matter how many corners he turned or how far he went, the road refused to let him leave. fear slowly crawleed beneath his skin, and just as panic began to consume him, he saw us. one by one, we quietly walked across the other side of the road, pretending not to notice him. of course he felt relieved. he thought he had finally found people who could lead him home. hah... pooor kaz. he never realized it was all ours. every face, every footstep, every little glimpse of hope had been carefully placed before him. we wanted him to follow. we wanted him to believe there was still a way out. there never wass. we were never trying to save you, kaz. we were only guiding you deeper, and now the loop has already remmembered your name. it won't let go. it won't forgget. it won't let you wake up. never, evver.
hii, mau ikut terjebak bareng kami? yuk main game sama itsuki mau ga?
