Let me tell you a story of a musician. One day, he found himself standing in front of a building, the same building his brother had gone missing in exactly a week prior from that date. He walked inside, looking around until he found a room. Once inside, he noted that there was a horrific smell coming from one of the suits. The musician walked closer, taking the head off the the character that smelled of rotting corpse. Once the head was off, He saw the rotting remains of his brother. Before he could do anything, he heard a laugh behind him.