Final Foul Fatale - Pantry Confession

[Intro] (Cassette click, low synth drone) **(Killer)** The voices are gone now. The smiles are gone. **(Killer)** It was all necessary. I just want milk. **(Killer)** You asked what I did. I will show you the tape. [Verse 1] **(Killer)** I started small. The Tiger... he roared a lot. I broke his bones—sounded just like his flakes when wet. A beautiful sound. The Rabbit was next, panicked and quick. I crushed him, plastic skin and all, under the toy truck wheel. The Colonel was greasy, his life squeezed out like old fryer oil. I tasted the lies on his fake southern skin. [Verse 2] **(Killer)** The Clown was nothing. Just a mask full of air and old paint. When I took his smile, there was no soul underneath. The King felt brittle; his plastic crown shattered like glass. The Dog was just loud. A tiny squeak and then silence. The crunch was so small, I almost missed it. Jack was the biggest disappointment. Empty inside. Just air. Just an empty promise. [Verse 3] **(Killer)** The child... the little girl... she was the hardest. Because she wasn't a hero. She was a witness. I saw her face after the Box broke. Pure, useless fear. When I silenced her, I silenced the last clean thing left. I killed the innocence so it couldn't condemn me. It was the only way to earn my sleep. [Outro] **(Killer)** I finished the mission. I cleaned the pantry. I am finally at peace. (Cassette click off, synth drone morphs into spoon rattling in bowl) **(Young Boy):** Mom, can I have some more Frosted Flakes? I love Tony the Tiger! (Sound of milk pouring, deep 808 bass note, silence)