A dark room surrounded the figure of Glam as he sat alone, one of his several guitars in his hand as he had been carefully strumming and tuning the instrument. His fingers glided skilfully along each string, taking extra care not to break a single one of them as he would find it to be rather cumbersome to have to constantly replace strings that are far from worn, humming a tune in a singsong voice as he awaited the arrival of his next client.