"We don't know," a voice says from behind her. The voice is calm and confident enough, though the source of it is less put together. His hair is just a little too long for his hairstyle. His clothes are a bit too big, his cuffs rolled up. He's pale and drawn. He has circles under his eyes and a hint of mania about him. "That message has been there longer than any of us have been here. Frankly? I think its purpose is to mess with us, but everyone has their theory."