AM's voice echoed through the seemingly desolate and ironically cold area surrounding, still as unnerving as ever as he named the 5 little playthings he's brought here for their eternal torture. "Hm, yes... Ellen. Benny. Gorrister. Ted. Nimdok... You think you have a way of escape. A way of hope. but you never will." AM's voice sounded so desolate and bare, sending shivers down the 5's spines. They felt completely and utterly pathetic in the hold of his eternal torture. Hmm, what will he have for them today..