my beloved son… he’s… he’s… i don’t trust them. you must help me, mr. pierce. a monster! are you sure these paintings were hers? this creature is an insult to god. cast it back into the sea. they are not in the spaces we know… but in between them. dozens of dead whales, floating belly up, with unexplained lacerations, that’s what i heard. people fear darkness… but if i were you i would fear light. the fire was an accident. the case is closed.
the bodies… they don’t match! turn back while you still can. there’s nothing to find here. i have seen things. dreams of the deep! of a lightless city. have you had those dreams as well? he is dreaming. but soon he will awake. mr. pierce… have you ever questioned your own sanity? maybe you should.