[The video starts up and, excuse the language, but God damn. There's bodies of wolves all over the floor, the entire place is covered in blood. Whatever could have done this? Whoever they are, they're some kind of muscley freak, because the creatures haven't been stabbed or shot - their heads have been crushed. Now, I dunno about you, but that's a little... off putting. After a few minutes of the horror, there's a soft voice that echoes off the walls. It's childish and delicate, sounding like it belongs to a mere child. She's
speaking English, but there's a soft hint of a Japanese accent dotting her words.]
Miss Lucy had some leeches
Her leeches like to suck
And when they drank up all her blood
She didn't give a-
Funny when the Doctors
Had locked her in her cell
Miss Lucy screamed all night that they should go to bloody-
Hello to the Surgeon
With scalpel old and blunt
He'll tie you to a table
And mutilate your-
Come, it's nearly tea time
The lunatics arrive
The keepers bleed them all until
There's no one left a-
Lively little rodents
Are eaten up by cats
We're subject to experiments
Just like laboratory-
Rats, I've dropped a tea cup
How easily they break
I'm on my hands and knees
Until I pay for my mis-
[The girl's poem is cut off by a loud growl; another wolf has appeared. It bares it's fangs at the hidden child, before leaping forward, only to fly back, it's head nothing more than mush. The end of a sledgehammer glints in the dim light, and the wielder steps forward. Shockingly enough, it's nothing more than a woman who looks to be in her early twenties, donning a dirty Lolita dress. She's nothing more than skin and bones, and she's covered in bruises and welts, so the very idea she can lift something as heavy as a sledgehammer and wield it so simply is simply unreal.
Nevertheless, the girl once more begins singing to herself, twirling through the corpses, still clutching the sledgehammer, her bare feet coated in blood. She raises the horribly mangled rabbit toy, cuddling it to her chest as she spins, what appears to be a tiny smile on her red painted lips.]
Purging is a penance
Phlebotomy's a chore
No need to sterilize the tools
We never did be-
'Fore the night is over
Before you go to bed
They take a hammer and a nail
And jam it in your-
Headstones in the courtyard
And statues in the park
Are not for the insane
Just leave them rotting in the
D - A - R - K
Dark
Dark
Dark
Dark
Dark!
[She giggles and places the sledgehammer up against a wall, the umbrella she held using the same elbow soon joins it, too. She then holds the rabbit at arms length, completely silent.]
What's that Keiichi?
[...Great. And she's crazy. Beautiful - aside from the obvious hints of an incredibly harsh beating from someone a lot bigger than her tiny five foot nothing frame - in an aristocratic/Princess type of way, what with that lovely snowy white hair and flawlessly pale skin, but she's talking to her stuffed toy.]
Someone's watching us?
[She turns to face the camera, her fringe shifting slightly to reveal a single red eye.]
That's very rude.