[This isn't prayer. He'd only ever pray to God - the God. No. That doesn't feel right anymore. That doesn't feel true anymore.

This isn't prayer. It's a message.]

I'm sorry. I... couldn't stop the attacks. I failed. I wasn't even all that helpful, overall, but-- but you know that, don't you? Haha.

But I'll... I'll keep doing my best. We'll work together, because-- because you'll keep me safe. I know you'll keep me safe.

... With every passing day, I... it feels like the fog is seeping into me more and more, like she's just about to take over my mind and turn me into... into a complete monster. I feel it every time I'm hungry, every time I look at a human and feel like... like dragging them under--

I'm not human anymore. I know I'm not human anymore and I haven't felt human for a long time, and... and I know what it means, but I can't...!

Please. Please, help me.