[this body sucks. it's weaker, more vulnerable, and full of unnecessary parts and feelings than her original much more beautiful body had. she had been perfect. why had she changed?? now her eyes can never be replaced, now she can never go through maintenance.

and even if she's no longer singed, she still smells the constant burning because of this companion of hers (a Houndour) reeks of fire. the voice on the other end raises the skin at the back of her neck to gooseflesh, anger coming easily and the sound of her gripping the Gear close to breaking can be heard. plastic and metal grinding together.]

Oh, I will. I always do. You can't run forever Gregory...not after what you did to me.

[she's smiling, and luckily she's by herself camping out so no one can see this crazed silver-haired with a green streak lady growling at a child's voice.]

The game's not over yet. And Freddy isn't here to help you cheat.