Attempting to have a peaceful day, you shut yourself in a secluded room. There was no point in locking it, who would it even stop?

You came across a box, finding a jazz cd. “Miss D & The Pallboys.” You weren’t aware Alcina was a jazz singer, but she was quite good.

“What the hell are you doing?” You heard a low groan from behind you, turning around to see Alcina looming over you.