Mary's mood started to become a bit more sad:<<It's not a common ill. I... I should be dead, 2 years ago. I shouldn't be here but there's who doesn't want accept my death.>>. A robotic text-to-speech audio started some time after she confessed a strange, sad truth: < :: 7 hours 30 minutes left | Alarms: Off :: >. <<In 7 hours I'll die again...>>.