Good morning, inmates. It is the 136th day of the third generation.

Preparations for autumn are complete and the weather systems have finished transitioning. It will be clear and crisp today. As a reminder, the clothing store stock has been altered, and warmer clothing is available for those who lack it.

[At first, the feed is merely an image of that wide, laughing mouth. The sound is soft at first, a raspy chuckle, but it inevitably begins to build. Soon, the monster is very nearly screaming with amusement, a wild, insane cackle that sounds more alien than man.]

Oh, and here we are, still rotting away in this dump! No one visits, no one calls, no one sends flowers--!!

[They pause to pace for a moment, gnashing their teeth. One can see that they're still inside the cells of the Defense Force.] Whoever is in charge of this dump better come say hi before we get impatient and find them first...

[The video comes on to show the face of a young girl. Her face is calm but her disheveled hair and the spots of dried blood on her forehead are rather conspicuous.]

Thank you for the pamphlet.

[There's a noticeable pause here, and when she speaks again her voice is a little less controlled. A bit heavier.]

Is Madoka Kaname within the facility?

[Because she has to try.]