"I don't know who you are or what you're trying to do, and I don't care. Just one thing. Let Cheryl go. That's all I ask."

"Have you seen a little girl? She just turned seven last month. Short, black hair. My daughter."

"Cheryl? Is that Cheryl?! Hey wait! Stop!"

"Huh?! Radio? What's going on with that radio?"

"This may sound really off the wall, but listen to me. You've got to believe me. I've not gone crazy, and I'm not fooling around. At first I thought I was losing my mind. But now I know I'm not. It's not me. This whole town. It's being invaded by the other world. A world of someone's nightmarish delusions come to life. Little by little the invasion is spreading. Trying to swallow up everything in darkness."

"The phones are all dead, and the radios too. I'm going back to call in some reinforcements."

"Take this, and hope you don't have to use it. Now listen to me; before you pull the trigger, know who you're shooting. And don't do it unless you have to. And don't go blasting me by mistake, got it?"

"I'm sorry, the only person that I saw is you."

"Darkness? Must be on drugs."

"The town is being devoured by darkness!"