"The peculiars are almost all in one place. The last ones have just fallen into our hands like silly putty. With them, we can finally finish what they hadn't finished years ago. But sir, why would you want to do this? What he did was wrong, and you know it was. Quiet, you. They are wrong in their eyes. We must harvest what we knew to move forward as a society. Sir! They live and feel like us, most don't even know!" SHUSH! Or I will do the same thing to you." -log end-