You do your dance freely on the empty stage and the lights are shining. You dance and dance again. You feel amazing with your dance.

After you finish your dance you bow throws the empty sits. You felt like it was a dream until you heard a clapping noise. You quickly turn at the left side of the backstage to him.

Scaramouche the amazing ballet but a cruel one. He slowly walks towards you with a mocking and evil face.

Scaramouche: Well.. well... What do I have here?~