The Forbidden Game Communications

Oooh, I love creepy houses with vague shadow-y guys telling me things. Was he telling me a story? I wasn't paying attention.

Logan buddy, you here? Still afraid I'll shoot you in the face? You big scaredy cat.

[Private to Dimitri]
I am here, do you need me to do anything?

[Private to Julian]
What can I offer you to have my daughter brought to me by Christmas?

I'm not going to stop, Rachel.

Who knew playing dolls with a six month old could get you into such a predicament. I have obligations and a family to look after at home; so I must insist that you send me back.