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.
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*
[Cassette 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.
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, old 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.
Scrop Baby: igrali ste pravo u naše ruke. Jeste li stvarno mislili da je ovaj posao upravo pao s neba za vas?
Ne br.
Ovo je bio poklon. Za nas.
Skupili ste ih sve zajedno, na jednom mestu.
Baš kao što te tražio. Sve one male duše, na jednom mjestu. Samo za nas.
Poklon.
Sada možemo učiniti ono što smo stvorili. I budite potpuni.
Napravit ću te ponosnim, tata.
Pazi, slušaj i budi pun.
* Zvučni signal *
[Kaseta muškarac]
Veza prekinuta.
Žao mi je što vas prekidam, Elizabeth. Ako se još uvijek sjećate tog imena.
Ali bojim se da ste pogrešno informisani.
Niste ovdje da primite poklon. Niste, da li vas ovde zovu pojedinac koji pretpostavljate. Iako ste se zaista zvali.
Svi ste zvani ovde. U lavirint zvukova i mirisa, zablude i nesreću.
Lavirint bez izlaza. Lavirint bez nagrada. Ne shvatate ni da ste zarobljeni. Vaša požuda krvi te je odvezala u beskrajne krugove. Progone krikove djece u nekoj neviđenoj komori, uvijek se čini tako blizu.
Ipak nekako van dosega.
Ali, nikad ih nećete naći. Niko od vas neće.
Ovde se završava vaša priča.
A vama, moj hrabri volonter, koji je nekako otkrio da ovaj popis poslova nije namijenjen za vas. Iako je za vas bio izlaz planiran za vas, imam osećaj da to nije ono što želite. Imam osjećaj da ste u pravu gdje želite biti.
I dalje sam i ja. Ja sam u blizini.
Ovo mjesto neće se sjećati i uspomenu na sve što je to započelo, konačno može početi izblijediti. Kao što bi agonija svake tragedije trebala.
A vama čudovišta zarobljene u hodnicima. Biti miran. I odustani od duha.
Ne pripadaju tebi.
Većinu vas verujem da postoji mir i možda, toplo, čeka vas nakon što se dim očisti.
Iako, za jednu od vas, najmračnija jama pakla otvorila je da vas proguta cjelovite. Dakle, nemojte čuvati đavola, stari prijatelju.
Moja kćerka, ako me čujete, znao sam da ćeš se vratiti i vi. To je u vašoj prirodi da zaštitite nevinu. Žao mi je što je taj dan, dan kad si zatvorio i otišao da umreš, niko nije bio tamo da te podigne u naručju, na način na koji si uhvatio druge u svoje.
A onda, šta je postalo od vas? Trebao sam znati, ne bi bio zadovoljan da nestaneš. Nije moja kćer. Nisam te tada mogao spasiti.
Dakle, dozvolite mi da vas sad uštedim. Vrijeme je za odmor, za vas i za one koje ste nosili u naručju ...
Ovako se završava.
Za sve nas ...
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