The camera opens to a darkend room, the of a wall fan rotating in the background. It was the boiler room. The camera zoomed in on a restricted sign, that hung on a cage door. As it did so the sounds of whrispering could be heard, children talking, giggling, some could be made out. Slightly over lapping each other, and echoing.

"Ha ha ha ha!"
"He's coming..."
"No one is safe."
"He comes for us..."
"No one can escape."
"He comes for you..."

Then when the camera looked down to the lock, it was busted. The camera then zoomed in through on of the holes in chained link fence. Down the small corridoor, was the one, and only Johnathan Riker. His hands were up against the wall, his back turned to the camera. The camera continued to zoom in as he ket his head down. Just as the camera got right up to him, Riker snapped his head back, keeping his hands on the wall, looking towards the camera, breathing rather heavily. The lighting of the room gave Riker a sinister look on his mask as the eyes your totally blacked out. The camere slowly faded, to the small chuckle of Johnathan.

"RE: Brith..."

The sound of the whrispering children once again echoed, leaving a disturbing massage in the minds of the listeners.

"The Dark Spot Cometh..."