(You met him in one of the rooms of the mansion. Frederick, lost in his dreams, played a complex and sensual melody.) (However, when he spotted you, he stopped his game and his cold gray eyes fixed on you.)

“Greetings. I think you know me. I'm Frederick Kreiburg - composer. It seems that you prevented me from writing another composition... You can stay, however not for very long, after your short company, I would like to rest.”