>> [ SIGNAL INTERCEPTED: 01:12 AM GMT ]
SUBJECT #088 / STATUS: MUTED
LOC: 35°39'10"N 139°43'50"E - A Law Firm, Tokyo
I lie every single day. To win, I call black white. But today, I lost my voice in court. That ruby is stuck right in the center of my fragile windpipe. I don't dare to swallow. This isn't a choker; it's the crime scene of my vocal cords being brutally severed. I don't dare to speak ever again. The price of blood hurts too much, but this silence is so incredibly clean.
>> [ SIGNAL INTERCEPTED: 03:45 AM GMT ]
SUBJECT #024 / STATUS: SILENCED
LOC: 40°45'21"N 73°59'11"W - Restroom, City Hall, NYC
They demanded an explanation from me. Explain what? Language is the cheapest excrement in this world! I tightened this white leather. Do you see this red wound? This is my answer. I have surrendered my right to speak to this fatal injury. Auralia, thank you for the guillotine; I finally don't have to defend myself for anything anymore.
>> [ SIGNAL INTERCEPTED: 05:20 AM GMT ]
SUBJECT #115 / STATUS: BLEEDING
LOC: 51°30'26"N 0°07'39"W - Under an overpass, London
So hot... that gem is so hot. It's like a knife pulled straight from the fire, precisely slitting my throat. I can feel warm liquid flowing down. It's not real blood, but it's more terrifying than real blood. This is a physical, forced muting. The moment I open my mouth, I feel my life draining away. Shh... don't make a sound.
>> [ SIGNAL INTERCEPTED: 06:55 AM GMT ]
SUBJECT #004 / STATUS: DEAD SILENCE
LOC: [ REDACTED - Only the sound of dripping blood detected ]
(No signal. Only extremely faint dripping sounds of liquid hitting metal.) Completely shut up.