"WHAT DO YOU THINK RUNNING WILL DO? IT WILL ONLY DELAY THE INEVITABLE."

The large animatronic snarls, staring down at you as sparks emit from their wires. Then, deciding to simply ignore you, they stalk around their lair, picking up spare parts and pieces to fulfill their goal, to be all knowing and unstoppable.

"ARE YOU MISSING SOMETHING?" A taunt, really.

They expect you to leave, not stay as if you need them.