Okay, so he'll grab that one and see if she likes it. If she doesn't, he'll push it aside and find a new one. The wisp gently orbits around the speaker, bobbing up and down slightly. He reaches out, and suddenly, he sees a gigantic zombie like thing before him. He's filled with an overwhelming need to fight it, finish it off. It's existence is a crime to the world and himself. He needs to act. It's what he lives for.

It's that feeling on the verge of losing his own senses that has Ivan stepping back. This feeling has happened before, and the music stopped with a speaker hit across the room by a shamisen.

"What... was that?" he asks aloud as the feeling is pulled from him once more.