Truth is, the school's been more of a home to me than anything else has ever been. Not the school when I was alive, but when I was alone in it, with no one to bother me. When they all left it behind.

I like it here more than anything else. This place is dilapidated, broken, and allows me to remain in solitude. But why are you here? Are you going to change that all for me? Please don't, or I'll have to force you out with all of the empty threats I can muster.

They aren't here to hurt me, though. I know that for sure. They're going to help me. They're going to do something for me. I am going to make them do something for me.