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"Do you hear it? Like i do? Off somewhere, Somewhere far. Beyond this place, beyond any place. A bell. For whom does it toll, you think? A wounded little pup lifts its head beneath the shadow of the masters raised foot. For whom does that bell now toll? Elliot's machines are nothing to me. The childish fantasy of a naive broken man. They wont serve you here, nothing can. Not even the ground beneath your feet. Ill bury myself so far down that no one will ever find me. Not you, not the Prototype, not anyone. It was going to be mine. It was going to be all mine. My discovery, my recognition. I was the one who paved the golden path. Whats a dozen children, even a thousand, next to this? What would they have been other wise? Another drooling automaton out in the world, blindly accepting the offerings of better men? I gave them purpose. I made their lives matter."