Never been the kind to keep a diary. That's on me - you kids ain't gonna go down for that.

Do you know what's funny? [He grins bitterly, an expression that doesn't reach his eyes.] I didn't want this game. I wanted it to be done after the last one. They needed to die, but you...

I can't. I can't stop. Not while this thing is here, in my head. This is all gonna happen, over and over again, and I'm still gonna be here - what the hell else am I here for? I couldn't help them, I can't help you. It's all my fault... [His tone drops as he continues, almost muttering to himself. It's an old refrain.]