“ I met him, fifteen years ago. I was told there was nothing left. No reason, no conscience, no understanding; even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, good or evil, right or wrong. I met this six-year-old child, with this blank, pale, emotionless face and, the blackest eyes…the devil’s eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach him, and then another seven trying to keep him locked up because I realized what was living behind that boy’s eyes was purely and simply…evil.”

“One thing about living in Santa Carla I never could stomach, all the damn vampires.”

“ They’re all gonna laugh at you. ”

“ You'll float down here. We all float down here. ”

“ You've... been... BAD! ”