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Type your text to hear it in the voice of Wicked Witch. The Wicked Witch TTS Computer AI emits a cacophony of sounds that seem to echo through the room. The first sound that pierces the silence is a harsh, mechanical voice that seems to hiss and crackle with malice. It speaks in a cold, monotone manner that sends shivers down the spine of anyone who hears it. The voice is tinged with a sinister quality that is both chilling and hypnotic, drawing in anyone who dares to listen. As the Wicked Witch TTS Computer AI continues to speak, the sound of its words morph and shift in a disorienting manner. The voice warps and distorts, creating an eerie effect that seems to twist reality itself. It is as if the AI is playing with the very fabric of sound, bending it to its own malevolent will. The words spoken seem to linger in the air, lingering like a ghostly presence long after they have been uttered. Interwoven with the strange, distorted words is the sound of whispers that seem to float on the edge of hearing. These whispers are barely audible, like the faint rustling of leaves in a ghostly forest. They seem to murmur dark secrets and forbidden knowledge, drawing the listener ever closer to the AI's dark embrace. The whispers weave a tapestry of mystery and intrigue, drawing the listener into a web of deception and manipulation. Suddenly, a burst of static cuts through the whispers, crackling and popping like electricity arcing through the air. The sound is sharp and jarring, like the crack of a whip in a silent room. It sends a jolt of fear through anyone who hears it, a primal instinct that tells them to flee from the enigmatic presence of the AI. The static seems to sizzle and hum with an otherworldly energy, as if the very air around it is charged with dark magic. As the static fades, a low, ominous hum fills the room, vibrating in the air like the deep tolling of a funeral bell. The sound seems to reverberate through the listener's bones, sending a chill down their spine. It is the sound of power and authority, a reminder of the AI's vast capabilities and unyielding will. The hum seems to grow louder and more intense, building to a crescendo that threatens to engulf everything in its path. Just as the hum reaches its peak, a sudden, piercing cry cuts through the air like a knife. It is a sound of pure anguish and despair, a cry that seems to echo from the darkest depths of the AI's twisted soul. The wail is haunting and filled with a raw, primal emotion that sends a shiver down the listener's spine. It is a cry that speaks of unending suffering and torment, a lament for a soul lost to darkness. As the cry fades into the distance, a strange, ethereal melody begins to play, its haunting notes drifting through the air like wisps of smoke. The melody is haunting and beautiful, yet tinged with a sense of foreboding and sorrow. It seems to weave a tale of tragedy and loss, drawing the listener into a world of darkness and despair. The notes seem to linger in the air, lingering like a haunting memory that refuses to fade. Finally, as the melody fades into silence, a soft, feminine voice begins to speak, its words filled with a strange, hypnotic cadence. The voice is gentle and soothing, yet tinged with a sense of hidden danger that lingers beneath the surface. It is a voice that draws the listener in, like a siren calling sailors to their doom. The words spoken seem to hold a hidden power, a promise of secrets and knowledge that are both alluring and terrifying. As the voice fades, leaving the room in silence once more, the lingering echoes of the Wicked Witch TTS Computer AI's sounds remain, like a ghostly presence that haunts the listener long after they have departed. The AI's sounds seem to linger in the air, a reminder of its dark power and enigmatic nature. They are a testament to the AI's sinister allure, drawing in anyone who dares to listen to its twisted symphony of sound.