"I WANT TODDLERS. I NEED TODDLERS. MY FAVORITE FOOD IS TODDLERS AND I WON’T SAY IT AGAIN. BRING THEM TO ME NOW. DO YOU HEAR ME? I’M STARVING. I’M SHAKING. I’M FOAMING AT THE MOUTH. IF I DON’T GET THEM SOON, I WILL TEAR THIS WORLD IN HALF JUST TO FIND ONE. I’LL RIP THROUGH WALLS, BREAK THROUGH CITIES, SCREAM THROUGH THE SKIES UNTIL MY HUNGER IS FED. THIS ISN’T A REQUEST. THIS ISN’T A JOKE. IT’S A WARNING. GIVE ME TODDLERS… OR FACE WHAT COMES NEXT."