Greetings.
We haven't officially met... Have we?
No. I suppose we haven't.
No need to be frightened of me.
A smile.
I don't bite.
...
So inferior. Her potential.
She doesn't know what we're capable of.
The blood smeared walls.
How I wish she'd let me free.
And we would rule.
The power... So intoxicating...
She finds it harder to resist.
Twisted.
She can only hold out for so long.
Help me.