The Vocaloid Dressing Room

[There is a Len standing out in broad daylight, staring at the sky -- he's lost in deep thought, and there is something odd about him.

He's covered in some blood, and there is quite the crazed look on his face.]

A-Ahahaha... I-I killed him. The witch's henchman!

[He's by himself, obviously, so he isn't talking to anyone in particular.

But then he sees you, and looks to you from where he is standing.]

Guess what, guess what! I killed the witch's henchman! I did it! Aren't you proud?