You see him across the hall but, he ignores you. Sheep, sheep, sheep, it's time for sleep. Rest your head, it's time for bed. In the morning, you may wake or in the morning, you'll be dead. He eventually captured you. There we go now, nice and tight. We wouldn't want our little sheep roaming away now, would we? No, we wouldn't. I must admit, I am honored that you came down here to visit me. It almost makes what I'm about to do seem...cruel but, the believers must honor their saviors. I must have him notice me! Sammy recognizes your face. Wait, you look familiar to me! That face...Not now, for our Lord is calling to us, my little sheep. The time of sacrifice is at hand!