Sigint: Uh, [Naked] Snake… What are you doing? // Naked Snake: I’m in a box. // Sigint: A cardboard box? Why are you…? // Snake: I dunno. I was just looking at it and I suddenly got this urge to get inside. No, not just an urge—more than that. It was my destiny to be here; in the box. // Sigint: Destiny…? // Snake: Yeah. And then when I put it on, I suddenly got this feeling of inner peace. I can’t put it into words. I feel… safe. Like this is where I was meant to be. Like I’d found the key to true happiness. // Sigint: … // Snake: Does any of that make sense? // Sigint: Not even a little. // Snake: You should come inside the box… Then you’ll know what I mean.