Provocatrice (Silent Hill)-Domino Fair Tales

It‘s a winter morning you saty in a cage. As the shadow follows the form of headache. Do you feel confused？ “Where is my Golden age？” “How could you leave me behind? What is the answer？” I can see your face in the television. There is no little toy soldiers in your hands. “Teacher，teacher，Tell me，Where am I？” “I don't want to give you a normal life.” There is a color colored dice you really like it. You can choice another another life，but its another suicide. There is your golden golden lines without my mercy，I feel good. I don't want to cure him，But its my heart‘s lies. When I was young,One day I met a lady, I said：“How can I according to the clues to find your location？” Well，the lady give me a fish，and cut its head， tell me：“It is your Gold.”