"Ladies and gentlemen!"
"Thieves of the timeline!"
"And the covetous ones from beyond this world, the ferrymen of souls, the peekers into the future!"
"Whether you are bloodthirsty Long-Lived Kind, hairy Resurrectors in graves, or beloved little cubs of Fenrir and Anubis — in any case, you moon-obsessed perverts, allow me to say..."
"Good afternoon, everybody!!!!"
As if to amplify the speaker's momentum, following his last statement, a violent cacophony of music abruptly reverberated through the silent and deserted small auditorium. The previously extinguished lights came back to full power, even blinking a few times, giving everyone another startle.
After the brief flickering, the lights converged, illuminating the podium at the front of the hall.
A tall and slim figure slid out of the shadows while dancing a tap dance.
"Ta-da, ta-da-da, ta-da!"
"Clap-clap-clap-clap-clap-clap!"
Four fingers snapped crisply intertwined with the rhythm of his foot movements.
