[Scrap Baby]
You played right into our hands. Did you really think that this job just fell out of the sky for you?
[Scrap Baby]
You played right into our hands. Did you really think that this job just fell out of the sky for you?
No.
This was a gift. For us.
You gathered them all together, in one place.
Just like he asked you to. All of those little souls, in one place. Just for us.
A gift.
Now, we can do what we were created to do. And be complete.
I will make you proud, Daddy.
Watch, listen, and be full.
*BEEP*
[Cassete Man]
Connection terminated.
I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth. If you still even remember that name.
But I'm afraid you've been misinformed.
You are not here to receive a gift. Nor, have you been called here by the individual you assume. Although, you have indeed been called.
You have all been called here. Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune.
A labyrinth with no exit. A maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust of blood has driven you in endless circles. Chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber, always seeming so near.
Yet somehow out of reach.
But, you will never find them. None of you will.
This is where your story ends.
And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you. Although, there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be.
I am remaining as well. I am nearby.
This place will not be remembered and the memory of everything that started this, can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should.
And to you monsters trapped in the corridors. Be still. And give up your spirits.
They don't belong to you.
As for most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps, warm, waiting for you after the smoke clears.
Although, for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole. So, don't keep the Devil waiting, friend.
My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up in their arms, the way you lifted others into yours.
And then, what became of you, I should have known, you wouldn't be content to disappear. Not my daughter. I couldn't save you then.
So, let me save you now. It's time to rest, for you, and for those you have carried in your arms...
This ends.
For all of us.
End communication.
[Komad beba]
Svi ste igrali u naše ruke. Jeste li doista mislili da je ovaj posao samo pao s neba za vas?
Ne.
Bio je to dar. Za nas.
Svi ste ih okupili zajedno, na jednom mjestu.
Baš kao što vas je zamolio. Sve te male duše, na jednom mjestu. Samo za nas.
Poklon.
Sada možemo učiniti ono što smo stvorili. I biti dovršen.
Ja ću vas ponositi, tata.
Gledajte, slušajte i budite puni.
* Beep *
[Cassete Man]
Veza prekinuta.
Žao mi je što vas prekidam, Elizabeth. Ako se još uvijek ne sjećate tog imena.
Ali bojim se da ste dezinformirani.
Vi niste ovdje da biste dobili dar. Niti ste ovdje nazvali pojedinac koji pretpostavljate. Iako ste doista zvali.
Svi ste bili pozvani ovdje. U labirint zvukova i mirisa, pogrešne ispravnosti i nesreće.
Labirint bez izlaza. Labirint bez nagrade. Ne shvaćate čak ni da ste zarobljeni. Vaša požuda krvi odvezala vas je u beskrajnim krugovima. Jure krikovi djece u nekom nevidljivom komoru, uvijek se činila tako blizu.
Ali nekako izvan dosega.
Ali, nikada ih nećete naći. Nitko od vas neće.
Ovo je mjesto gdje vaša priča završava.
A vama, moj hrabri volonter, koji je nekako pronašao ovaj popis posla koji vam nije namijenjen. Iako je postojao plan planiran za vas, imam osjećaj koji nije ono što želite. Imam osjećaj da ste u pravu gdje želite biti.
Ostala sam kao dobro. U blizini sam.
Ovo mjesto neće biti zapamćeno i sjećanje na sve što je to započelo, konačno može početi blijedjeti. Kao agonija svake tragedije treba.
I za vas čudovišta zarobljeni u hodnicima. Biti još uvijek. I odustati od svojih duhova.
Ne pripadaju vam.
Što se tiče većine vas, vjerujem da postoji mir i možda, toplo, čekajući vas nakon što dim čisti.
Iako je, za jednog od vas, najtamnija jama pakla otvorila da vas proguta cijela. Dakle, nemoj držati đavao koji čeka, prijatelju.
Moja kći, ako me možeš čuti, znao sam da ćeš se vratiti. To je u vašoj prirodi da zaštiti nevine. Žao mi je što je tog dana, dan kad ste se zatvorili i ostavili da umrete, nitko nije bio tamo da vas podigne u rukama, na način na koji ste podigli drugi u tvoje.
A onda, što je postalo od vas, trebao sam znati, ne biste bili zadovoljni da nestane. Ne moja kći. Tada te nisam mogao spasiti.
Dakle, dopustite mi da vas sada spasim. Vrijeme je da se odmorite, za vas i za one koje ste nosili u rukama ...
Ovo završava.
Za sve nas.
Završna komunikacija.