"Well, isn't this just a delight?" came a voice from the shadows, one with a distinct British accent. It sounded like the erudite voice of an action movie villain. "A few new friends from what undoubtedly must be a gripping work of fiction."

A pause.

"Or an asinine one, given the children were what likely brought you in. It doesn't really matter either way. You're here and I'm here and we're all puppets cut loose from our strings."