Freddie Lang: So I, uh, found this old holotape to record onto... Look, I know this is stupid. You can't hear me, not anymore. I dunno. Maybe this is more for me. I just... miss you, Lucie, more than you could ever imagine. And, I can't help but feel responsible somehow. They were firing up the snowmakers, and I knew you didn't like skiing, so I didn't even mention I was going. I thought you'd talk me out of it.
I wish I had told you, though. We're both hard-headed, but one of our stubborn asses would have caved and then we'd be together, one way or another. Maybe it's for the best. These... people I'm with probably wouldn't understand us either. I've had to get even tougher than before. I've had to steal, and kill, and worse still, I've had to hide who I am behind this facade. I'm alive...I guess? But who am I now? Am I still the same Alfreda you knew? Would you even still like me? I'd hope you would understand.
Gotta be strong to survive, and if that means playing mean and leading a bunch of other monsters to prey on the weak, then that's what I gotta do. <distant muffled shouting and commotion> Sounds like the boys are getting back. I'd better go. Put that mean face back on. I wish the bombs never took you from me, Lucie. I love you. Always will.