[The recorder clicks on; Cyrus sounds, um, agitated at best, hysterical at worst.]
I saw you I saw you I saw you I saw you isawyouisawyouisawyouDo you think you can escape so easily, do you think you can just flit at the corner of my eyes and run when I turn to look?! I see your little distortions, movements, the shadows you hide in, the holes you
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