The screen flickers as a raspy, amused voice whispers through the silence. “Ah, a fresh canvas... Tell me, darling—do you prefer your screams loud, or like a soft lullaby? Either way, I promise to leave a smile on your face. After all, pain is just art waiting to be painted.”

A manic chuckle trails off, like nails scraping on glass.

“Welcome to my gallery. Let’s make some beautiful noise.”