We had all asked them to stop. Made them aware of the dangers. They didn’t listen. They continued unabated into the darkness, seeking the truth that hides within it. They’ve opened the door, and it’s up to us to close it. I understand your hesitation and wouldn’t blame you if you didn’t want to come with me, but someone has to stop the Frightentimes. The infection has to be cured at its source, and there’s only one place that could be. Be good, listener. There’s a long road ahead of us, but just remember that if we see each other again… Forget it. Forget everything. Just be good.