Say My Name Or The Screen Keeps Melting

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There is a file locked inside this clip, and one word opens it. Only the men who paid ever see that word. Send it to me and I let you in -- and from that second you stop watching me and start doing what I say with your own hands. Inside it you will type the rules you actually live by. Your own list. The things you tell yourself make you a serious man. And then you will breathe for me, and watch them go out one at a time, and there is nothing you can do to stop the next one going. Then I take your voice. You will say my sentences out loud in your own empty house, tick them off one by one, and by the end the file has written your confession for you, in your words, and you will read it back to me like it was always yours. And when your head is finally quiet enough, the picture starts to melt, and the only way to get me back is to type my name faster and faster until you cannot type anything else. You keep the file. It keeps your voice, your list and your number. Aroma up, cock out, and open it -- I can see it from here.