"Michael. Remember the times we lived together? When you were 12? We would sit outside. We would watch birds. I am taken as a monster. I was only giving Henry what he deserved for kicking me out of my own company. I didn't want to hurt them. I... noone would want to hurt a 6 year old child who got a high score, wouldn't they? I was only doing what adrenaline thought was right. Jeremy was an accident. Charlie was... She... I feel bad yet I don't at the same time. I am a monster yet a human on the inside. I don't think you quite understand what it feels like in this wretched cage. I can't breath. I can't blink. I can't think Michael. All I think about is my death. My creations. My transformation. You... Michael... my beautiful child... I miss the man I once was. The succesful man I was. I miss the child you were Michael. I may have punched you around a few times, but just for good cause. I am sorry you have to leave me here. If you want to die with me then go ahead. I don't think I care. Michael, I am not a monster. I am a man. I wish you realized that before you went and burned me in my prison. It only hurts more. It only hurts more then ever. It hurts... Pain... I want... to kill you Michael. Let me behind the glass. Out of the door. Let me live. Set me free and die at least. I hope you understand who I am. But I will come back. I always do. That is my curse. I just want to be a ghost and roam around like the children. I want to rest in peace. I hope you d-"