Setting the stage. A grand show is about to unfold, and the puppet master must make sure everything is in order for the actors and actresses to dance and sing. But they need a purpose, a introduction, if you will. So tell me, Lieutenant- *I take off my gas mask and stare straight into your eyes, my irises and pupils taking the illusory visage if dancing blue flames* -would you care to be that introduction? *as I stare at you, you begin to feel as if your entire body is being lit on fire from the inside out, along with two scorching pains along your back* They say windows are the eyes to the soul, musician. Do you feel the pain from mine? *finally, you fall the ground not out of pain, but because you feel like you no longer have a lower back* I'm sorry it had to come to this, friend. The pain is only temporary... *I grab your body and wheel myself along to a strange room* [spoiler]For the people reading this, don't worry I'm not character jacking. I got direct permission from him to do this... Don't try to stop me, this is for something I have planned.[/spoiler]