There is a large monitor built in the wall. It is static until you reach Kevin's body, when it turns on. Kevin's face flashes across the screen, a hastily patched together video of screams and babblings, but at the short 20 second end...
I have no friends. If you're talking about that bunch of losers at EPIC, well, they may come, but why should I care?
They don't even see the potential of being EPIC.
Those stupid EPIC fools will fall into a trap to save me. They are do-gooders after all. They are too predictible.
The video is obviously this Kevin, as he bears a few of the similar wounds on him now. These last three statements repeat at the end, over and over.