Self-Locked to P3
[He sounds far too amused] Hello, Vlad. There really is no need for me to do this, since you are quite capable of knowing exactly what I think of you. I may disappear come sunrise, but you know I am never truly gone. Despite your numerous shortcomings, we do share many things in common.
That being said, I am very disappointed in you. The people here do not take me seriously, and for that I blame you. [A sigh] 1202B, 204, and 205 must be dealt with. If you are too much of a coward to do it yourself, then ensure that I will be able to do it for you when the next full moon comes. [His voice sharpens] I will not tolerate any of this nonsense about being locked up, do you understand? If you dare attempt to imprison me, then every single one of your so-called friends shall know the truth about why you really left Romania. What will Helena think of you then, hm? [A cruel, chilling laugh]
Why is it taking you so damned long to kill Van Helsing? Make it look like an accident if you need to, but get rid of him - or at least Seward and Harker. Isolate him, perhaps, so that when the time comes it will only be he and I. I expect you to start taking some action, Vlad, or I will be rid of you as soon as possible. I have no desire to dwell in such a pitiful, weak excuse for a human being such as yourself.
Seek out the man who lives in 102. His counterpart is fascinating, and unlike the others he actually possesses a great deal of intelligence. He may be useful in the future. [A long pause, then carelessly:] Ah, yes. The entertaining girl in 1007 would like you to speak to a man who lives on this floor. He hurt her, apparently; and I believe you know who I speak of.
Until we meet again, Vlad, one last thing: stop fighting. That urge you feel? It's there for a reason. [Laughter can be heard as it clicks off]