"The City controls it. We know that." Jacob replies, a little uncertainly. Isn't that the answer? That the City makes it happen, somehow, drags them in, feeds off them? Spits them out again without rhyme nor reason? That's how he had come to understand it.

"But... that happens Inside. It all comes from this place. Us being brought here."

What the bloody hell does he mean, outside is bigger? Of course it is. This place is tiny. It doesn't make any sense at all.