[Whispers in the Flame // Public Statement]
Posted by: Bobby “NoBurn” Davito — Whisper Series Division Lead

Funny thing about candles.

They don’t shout.
They don’t scream.
They just burn.

Quiet. Steady. Until someone notices the heat.

Ever since the Whisper line started catching on, things have been... happening.
Orders “lost.” Pages “removed.” Customers “redirected.”
No names. No notes. Just silence wearing a suit.

Someone — or something — clearly doesn’t like what Whisper illuminates.
Too many eyes opened. Too many questions asked.
And every time one of you lights the wick, the shadows twitch.

I’m not accusing. That’d be unwise.
But you ever notice how certain corners of Torn seem… watched?
Not by players. Not by factions. By something more invested in the silence.

We just sell candles.
But some of you lit one, and remembered things you were never told.
That’s not a glitch. That’s a reaction.

We’ll keep burning.
Even if the walls sweat and the streetlights blink twice before going out.

If your Whisper order got “delayed,” check your basement. Or your memory.

Stay lit.
— Bobby

[Field Note: Flame Drift Observed]
Posted by: Bobby “NoBurn” Davito 

Whisper Candles were never just wax.
They revealed things — old threads, forgotten spaces, echoes in the code.

Now they're vanishing. Not sold out — removed.
Corners of Torn feel scrubbed. Personalities overwritten. Histories gone clean.

They call it maintenance. I call it exorcism.

Maybe I was never part of the “design.”
But I remember what it felt like before it was edited.

So I keep lighting candles —
Not to see, but to remind.

Stay lit.
— Bobby

🕯️ Bobby Davito // torn.local.113 // Last Post 2:44AM 🕯️

Subject: Warehouse Fire #6 – They Knew We’d Look Away

I didn’t wanna believe it either. Thought it was some riddle junkies passed around between candle runs. But no—Warehouse Fire #6 wasn’t just a fire. It was a purge. An exorcism. Not the holy kind. The kind that strips threads from the code until nothing screams but null values.

I remember the smell. Waxy, but wrong. Like a Whisper Candle lit in reverse. If you've burned one backwards, you know what I mean. Ash before flame. Meaning before memory.

They say it was an accident. Overheated oils. Cheap insulation. Same lies they spoon-fed us after Torn Stock Room Collapse #3.

But I saw the manifest before the smoke. Names of devs who never logged on. Shipments to ghost terminals. Units labeled EXO // MK-II / SHD.FLAME—like it was routine. It wasn’t.

Here’s the sick part: I checked. I signed off on one of the orders. My tag. My approval. Only… I wasn’t even in Torn that month.

This thing's bigger than candles. Bigger than factions. Someone—or something—is pulling threads, and if Warehouse Fire #6 was the match, we’re already burning.

Watch the flames. Count the whispers. And don’t trust the patch notes.

- Bobby D.