Noises. Noises in the vents, in the walls. That's all SMG4 could hear. It wouldn't stop. It put cameras everywhere, watching his every move, listening. It tried to comfort him, but it didn't help much. "We'll., Meet again.. Don't know where, don't know.. When.. But i know we'll meet again.. Some sunny.. Day.." SMG3 hummed, trying to comfort the tired SMG4, TRYING to keep him safe. He had to be safe. HE HAD TO BE.