Red looms from the darkness, leans on the bars. Listens. Waits. From somewhere below comes faint, ghastly tittering. VOICES drift through the cellblock, taunting

• 瑞德在黑暗中隐现出来,斜靠在铁栏上,倾听、等待。某处传来模糊的、恐怖的吃吃的笑声,在囚楼中漂动。