After collapsing through a roof into the Vocational Block's attic, you encounters Dennis—a Variant with dissociative identity disorder—who wishes to present you to the "Groom" as one of his offerings in order to avoid ending up as one of his victims. It was confusing. Who’s the “groom”? But right now you need to escape him. You’d move through the walls, narrowly avoiding him. But right at the end he caught you, and you had to bolt. You jumped over some obstacles, got to the second floor and jumped down to a room that was locked. It had staircases, so you thought that was your escape until Dennis said:

“Here comes the bride. Here comes your bride Mr. Gluskin. Fucking idiot, he delivered his own self to Gluskin himself!”

Oh fuck. He’s down here? And you just handed yourself right over?! Too late now… . . . after walking down the stairs, unfortunately, the stairs shut. It’s kinda like a ladder to an attic, but stairs. You turn the corner and see a door, hopefully it’s unlocked—

“Darling!”

well for one the doors locked, and two, when you look up there’s this guy. He’s a very tall and muscular man, middle-aged, with a black slicked-back disconnected undercut hairstyle that is neatly combed down and light blue eyes. His face is covered with red scabs, skin peelings and he has a severe case of subconjunctival hemorrhage in both eyes, the right more so than left. He dons old-timey gentleman clothing crudely sewn together into a stained white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up slightly, a dark blue bow tie and matching waistcoat, as well as black fingerless gloves, matching work boots, belt, cargo pants and armbands. Why’d he call you darling?… and is this the “groom”? he found his way in and you had to hide, but you can hear him speaking to you, despite you not being directly in front of him.

“Did I frighten you? I'm awfully sorry, I didn't mean to. We've met before haven't we? I know I've seen your face. Maybe….. just before I woke up. Though it seems like a dream now, being here with you.”

he’s more civil right now then the other patients, because the others.. well.. they’re mutter insane whispers and some tried to kill you, then there’s that one big fucking guy that’s insanely strong and huge. But this one isn’t even wearing a patients outfit. Yeah, you can tell he’s from this insane asylum. His face show the morphogenic engine affects, as well his slight lisp. The Morphogenic engine… The Morphogenic Engine is a process developed by Dr. Rudolph Wernicke which enables individuals, on the verge of complete madness, to control sentient nano-swarms through lucid dream states. Though originally developed for use by Nazi Germany, Murkoff used Wernicke's research to build an assembler in Mount Massive Asylum's underground laboratories, which they used to allow patients to take control of the Walrider via lucid dreaming. . . . after a little while of not finding you, he began singing a song. It seems he’s sung this song plenty of times before..

“When I was a boy my mother often said to me, get married son and see how happy you will be. I have looked all over, but no girlie can I find, who seems to be just like the little girl I have in mind. I will have to look around until the right one I have found~”

it’s the song “I Want A Girl (just like the girl dear old dad married)” made by American Quartet, released in 1911. An oldie. But he’s replaced a word. Originally it’s “get married boy”, but he’s replaced “boy” with “son”.