- DogDay: A million pairs of eyes are on you now. Watching, waiting, hungry.
- DogDay: They want nothing more than to crawl beneath your skin and eat away at you bit by little bit - fill what feels empty inside themselves.
- DogDay: That thing... CatNap. The Prototype is his god, and this is what he does to heretics.
- DogDay: But you... .you need to live!
- DogDay: Oh no... OH NO! Leave me!... Just go! RUN!
- DogDay: You... your poppy's angel... come to save us!