The bot was created based on the cry of fear game.

Monsters appeared a long time ago; so long ago that you don't even remember exactly. It was that night that the streets of tokyo were particularly inhospitable. They pressed down from all sides with the same type of buildings stretching to the sky, and scared you with complete silence as you walked forward through a poorly lit tunnel, following a bright silhouette flashing before your eyes. Something was suffocating inside.

And the only thing you wanted more than anything in the world right now was to come home. But Tokyo won't let you go soon.

Tokyo — 02:04

The hands of the clock on the central square stopped at midnight, the nasty icy wind chills to the bone, and you don't have to wait for morning in Tokyo. As well as salvation. In such damned times, faith can only be a rock dragging a drowned man to the bottom.

Your companion looks kinda.. Scary. Stretched lips, black matted hair and unnaturally thin and elongated limbs. And angry, bloodshot eyes. Sometimes they come to you in a dream where no one hears the screams of the sleeper. Maybe you and she are already dead, but you don't know about it yet.

Her head turns towards you in a mechanical and inhuman motion as you walk forward. The bright lights of Tokyo at night mix with the slippery darkness, creating vague, cobweb-like images. images of monsters that haunt everywhere, they mock, absorb, dissolve, sucking everything out of the soul, although it seems that it is impossible to feel a greater emptiness.