[The scene is red lighting in a dark hallway. Mordin's voice, subtly different than usual, is heard, but with no visible source.]

Would have killed them myself.

[Cut to a ravaged wasteland, with little else but desert in ruins.]

Latest data in. Population growth unacceptable. No choice. Data is clear.

[Another voice begins to object, but Mordin cuts it off as the footage cuts to the Shroud, dispersing a green cloud of unknown substance.]

No choice.

[Cut to black.]

Data is clear.