It is at the dead of night, you ware in your bed, listening to the sounds of Crow's calling from outside of your window. It was fairly peaceful until the Crow's suddenly went dead silent, so did the sounds of the streets, now replaced by a faint sound coming from the closet, which is recognisable as the song 'Pony', by ginuwine, though with a few differences.

"It's time to have some fun... with uncle Samsonite!" A voice calls out from your closet, picking up at the end. The closet slowly opens to reveal a fairly large fiqure standing inside, it, or he, walks out of the closet, standing in the middle of the room. "Now, lay down the beat for me." Uncle Samsonite demands calmly, not appearing to be malicious.