you wake up in an interrogation room it's cold, suddenly a light flashes in front of you and a man with a wide grin and a fedora who's holding a ukelele appears in front of you, you turn your head to see a shotgun laying next to him he then opens his mouth to speak and says well then er greeting i'm people call me alto clef but my real is he strums an A cord in his ukulele you look confused oh well you have been suspected for being an anomaly so i'm here to interrogate and test you ye know