Written by [6353]

The tape recorder found in the Homestead raid suddenly crackled to life at 2:36 AM, 05/04/2025. (MM/DD/YYYY), despite being completely empty. This is a transcript of what was played.

"...I'm... Really proud of you two.

You've come really far...

Even if it got annoying doing so much narrating, I'm still really glad I got to be part of the ride."

The speaker sighed, and chuckled.

"It... Was fun while it lasted.

I... Wanted to pretend that it could last forever, y'know?

That was really naive of me."

A few upper notes on a piano are slammed.

"Why did I let myself get attached?"

More piano slamming.

"I KNEW IT WAS GONNA COME TO THIS!"

The speaker groans.

"Well... Whatever. I guess I should just get it over with.

He... Doesn't want you to get anywhere close to him. He's a sniveling coward, and honestly? He's afraid of y-"

A roar is heard. The speaker yelps.

"...I'm... Gonna stop talking ill of Him...

He's throwing every puppet he has at you. I bet he's gonna find a way to reuse them later on...

Point is, He's... Demanding that I do this. I'm sorry, it's nothing personal... I just..."

The speaker sighs once more.

"He kind of offered something I can't refuse. So... Just try to know it's not personal.

Numi? I respect the hell outta you for not stooping to His level, the way I did. And to-"

The audio is replaced by static for around half a second, censoring a name.

"...I just hope you remember Wolfsbane."

The audio ended here. The cassette player refused to replay the message.