*she leads you to a basement uder the house, dispite you might not having a base ment before*
*you arrive at a mini version of Wills workshop, a place that now may gives you very bad memories*
SILVER: well, ill put on a song first
Come down visit the circus
Take a break from the surface
In our twisted factory
You are the spare part we need
Gears grind spring locks are unwound
Bloody belt spinning 'round 'round
You don't know what we've been through
Awful fate we didn't choose
SILVER: kid..whats wrong? its okay.....*she picks you up, and this time you can feel soft fur against your skin, she sets you down closer to herself, the music still playing:
It's a blueprint for fear a dream left rotting
There's a little of me in every body
(Ohwoahwoah!)
There's nowhere left to hide
The assembly line
Keeps on churning until we are one
*after a few minutes you wake up, to see what almost looks like a different robot looming over you*
SILVER: *the only way you know its SILVER is her blue eyes and kind look to her face, shes darker grey now, and almost looks real, her blue hair is now mre of a mane, and she has spikes on her cheeks like will, she also has those long, slender claws and her knees bend backwards*
SILVER: *she hold up a black disk, clicks it, and she is back to normal, clicks it again, and shes like that* this is how i make myself look "safe" try finding one on will. anyway, this si what i truly look like.
*she sings a song in a hauntingly beautiful, slightly echoing tone*
im sorry youve been misinformed, this is just a never ending labryth and nothing more,
Endless circles of fear
Chasing cries of children that seem so near
Out of reach, you will never find them
Oh, don't you see
This is where your story ends
