We used to be friends.
Used to play in the sand.
Used to run and laugh and jump and swim.
Fancy thinking the Beast was something you could hunt and kill!
Everything's broken now.
No more laughing.
No more playing.
Only fighting and killing.
I'm part of you.
We can't escape it.
The evil is everywhere.
Creeping in, closer, closer.
It will consume us.
It has already started.
I'm the reason why it's no-go.
No one will listen.
No one believes.
They think it's physical.
Think they can destroy it.
They don't understand.
Until it's too late.
We're going to have fun on this island.
Now it's too late.
They can't turn back.
Closer, closer.
One evil was created the same day we came.
The boy who first saw the Beast.
Dead.
It was an accident.
Killed in a fire.
A fire we created to save lives
Took one. By accident.
We're going to have fun on this island!