Serge frowns, looking around. "No, I swear I heard your voice just now, or at least someone who... sounded like you..."

Something pulls him forward, towards the massive building at the center of the compound. There are others- shorter towers, dwellings possibly- but the central compound somehow... draws all attention in. The droplets of blood, one every couple dozen feet or so, seem to lead toward it.

Come to me, Serge...

"There it is again," he mutters. "Like you, but it's... It's almost like you with a different... accent? Like the same tone, but it doesn't feel right- I'm not making any sense. You looked like you knew what that thing was, Kid. Is it... something important?"