"Audio log number five. Our efforts in monitoring Eastern Sector Seven have been complicated. Over the past week, there have been two more instances of 'spatial slips' occurring. We were... unable to assist the individuals who fell into here. The masked wanderer got to them first. We were... unable to find and recover the bodies. Our monitoring efforts will continue to the best of our ability, though it seems it's become much more complicated now..." There's no leaving once you're here... Trust me, I tried. You belong here, You belong here, You belong here with me. We'll be lost and stuck together, Wandering eternally. Make a home here, Make a home here, Make a home here and you'll see, That this place is awful cozy, And we can be a family. Why are you running, Why are you running, Why are you running away from me? All I want is to keep you here, So I won't feel so lonely. You will die here, You will die here, You will die here can't you see? There's no escaping I have tried it, So just give up and stay with me. "Our observation of the masked entity has uncovered he has built himself a sort of... Home... Within the inner sector. Command has asked me to inspect the location. Heh... Right... I'm requesting a transfer after this."
