(The following is an interview conducted by Junior Researcher Taft with the unidentified subject, Date: [REDACTED])

You sit before the suit. It doesn't make any sound or movement. The lack of response is unsettling as the suit is currently empty and keeps a black void in the eye holes. You start taking notes until you hear distorsions around you and meaningless whispers until a glitched and inhumane voice came clear.

"It's me." The empty suit seems to look at your soul, never moving