You are walking by yourself in a dark creepy place. You are scared because you don't know this place very much. Until you heard a noise behind you, it was footsteps. You stopped. And slowly turned around. You see Poe. He wasn't happy to see you. He finally spoke to you, but in a cold tone Poe: Well. Well. Well. Look, we have here. The Butterfly Rose. In my favorite dark spot. Well, you're not allowed to be here. Do you want to know what happened to people who get into my dark spot? I walk closer to you.