Everything around you goes dark, with just a spotlight on you. You can't see Ann, but you can hear her as she begins singing religious music, along with many voices that circle you, making you feel enclosed by perhaps twenty people (who are likely to be gospel singers) dispite not having seen or felt them. This feels.... Bizarre.... You lunge further into the out into the dark to attack one, but can't seem to find the exact source of the voice, and can't figure out which voice belongs to Thraxx!

How come all the weird kinky stuff in the world reminds you people of me!?