Game over!

Rise and shine, Adam. You're probably wondering where you are. I'll tell you where you might be. You might be in the room you die in. Up until now you simply sat in the shadows watching others live out their lives. But what do voyeurs see when they look into the mirror? Now, I see you as a strange mix of someone angry, yet apathetic. But mostly just pathetic. So are you going to watch yourself die today, Adam, or do something about it?

Congratulations. You are still alive. Most people are so ungrateful to be alive. But not you. Not anymore.

Hello, Mr. Hindle... or, as they called you around the hospital, Zep. I want you to make a choice. There's a slow-acting poison coursing through your system, which only I have the antidote for. Will you murder a mother and her child to save yourself? Listen carefully, if you will; there are rules.

He doesn't want us to cut through our chains. He wants us to cut through our feet.

Zep, you perverted little psychopath! I'm going to take great pleasure in seeing you pay for this, you bastard FUCK!