And Little Prey still just doesn't get it.

You still search even though you got a live warning straight from the mouth of Al(x)ne. Fine. He has issued your punishment. Enjoy.

Oh, My Dear, We Have A Guest

The Master has withdrawn from our sight with the one called Slice. You are alone now, Little Prey, and it is high time you relearned what tue fear is. You're coming for me?! No, no, no. I'm coming for you this night. Know your place. Clarice is well, Clyde.
And..."Pete". The others cannot help.

Fires Light Up The Night Sky

In Charleston, two fools, the Slicer and Little Prey, set aflame the homes of the Master. This will not go unpunished. Him vengeance will be great, swift, and painful. The way is clear for you to enter Boston, Clyde. Stay out of sight.
The Master's faithful head out now to do His work.

The Hell Hound Perishes, But Takes His Foe With Him

Alas, poor Yancy. I knew him well. A Revenant of excellent quality. I knew him, Horatio. The Hell Hound went into the river with him and they have both been lost. We've recovered Yancy's body. He clutched Cerberus's shirt in his fingers. It was also torn, but I'll keep that to myself when presenting an undamaged shirt to Al(x)ne.
Little Prey is the on the move. At last I can concentrate my efforts where they were intended once again. Fairwell, Cerberus.

Hellhound caught in a trap.

What will you do now, Cerberus? Your back to the river. Will you swim the distance, or take your chances ashore where you don't have a Revenant of a chance. I'm sorry, Clyde, but I could not hold Al(x)ne from insisting on pulling out our heaviest forces any longer.
Perhaps you should have planned this out a might more thoroughly, or just remained loyal to the Master. Clarice has been moved to The Ruins. I couldn't stop Al(x)ne.

Little Prey, I will give you a clue. You're so cold at this point you're on ice. Thin ice.

Parting is Such Sweet Sorrow. Fore this day...

Alas, alas, your trail is fresh and my charges head out now, Cerberus. Would you like a word in fuchsia from Clarice, hmm? ...They'll meet you at the Crossing, Clyde, be ready. If you can make it to Boston, she's at my house, in Charleston. Just take her and leave.
Clyde, this is me. Clarice. Please stop. "Black Leaf" told me they'd kill you if they find you if you don't surrender peacefully. Clyde, please. Just stop! I'm alright! BL hasn't hurt me, or let them hurt, or let that...that...thing, near. They say they'll let me go back to you if you just stop now. The Master has taken an interest in her. I don't know how long I can convince Him to let me handle this.
See, Clyde, she'll go free, and so will you, if you just turn yourself in. Forget Ron, just grab Clarics and run.
Little Prey knows not where he goes, even with his silly little list. He would do better just embracing the hunt.

So the Prey Comes Willingly to the Belly of the Beast.

There is no turning back from this path now, Little Prey. Once you have began your descent into the Darkess, there will be no Light to guide you back. You can't enter The Ruins, anyway. Not without the help of one who serves the Master.
The unfaithful Hellhound falls from my gaze. Did perhaps the Master claim him, or does he hide? Only time can tell. Give it up, already, Cerberus. You won't reach Boston.