Murphy knew he was going to sound insane, but what else could he do?

"There's monsters. Two people were killed last night, maybe more. I know this probably all seems really messed up and pretty impossible. Trust me, I went through it, too. But this place is some kind of secret hell hole that kidnaps people, or something. And...you do need it. We all need it. I mean, I don't want to be wandering around here alone."

Which wasn't just something he was saying to win the kids trust. He was older than...well, he was older. Maybe eleven or twelve? Murphy was bad at guessing ages. But old enough to resent adult intervention - he'd been the same way, around that age.

"I'm Murphy."