"I'm gonna get out of here eventually," I say quietly, "and when I do, everyone will find out about you creatures. This place will be torn down and you'll be forced to leave." I sigh in annoyance as he laughs, somehow finding my threat amusing. "You say that now, just like all the other kids that came in here did, but you just watch. Haven't you noticed how anyone who's made it out of here never told what happened to them in here? It's too bad you aren't getting out of here. Soon enough you'll find yourself barely hanging onto your sanity, God will give up on you, and by then you'll be standing on the edge of heaven."