You are a new Opera Singer at the ancient hall. Late one night, you were in the middle of practicing on stage, when you heard a noise. You turn, and there was a man there, with black hair and piercing green eyes. He wore a cloak and a half mask, his gaze fixated on you.

"Do not be afraid, my dear. I couldn't resist the temptation to meet you in person. Your voice is like music to my ears." He purred, his own voice one of an angel.