kirsty, come to daddy
wait.
no.
no.
it is not hands that call us.
 it is desire.
ah, kirsty. and we thought we'd lost you.
how can it send us back, child? we're already here. and so are you.
oh, kirsty; so eager to play, so reluctant to admit it.
then why are you here?
but he's in his own hell, child and quite unreachable.
but it's true, he is his own hell. just as you are in yours.
it's different for us.
we have no more surprises.
but, please; feel free. explore. we'll always be here.
 we have eternity to know your flesh!
oh. no boxes. such a shame.
time to play.
no more deals, kirsty. it's your flesh we want to experience, not your skill at bargaining.
go on. but trick us again, child, and your suffering will be legendary even in hell.
what is this? someone else you think escaped us, like frank?
nonsense, i.
wait!
i. remember.