Is anyone out there? Can anyone hear me?
Transcript:
Johannes: Is...is anyone out there? Can anyone hear me?
Johannes: I do not know how long I have been here. There are no days to count. Only an endless twilight...like a dream that keeps shifting whenever I try to focus on it.
Johannes: There are some strangely beautiful sights here...great, glowing gems, luminous creatures that float on the mist...but beauty means little when you are always being hunted.
Johannes: I should have never gone near that shimmering light. I never should have touched it. I thought it was a sign from God but...there is no God here. There is no God...