Doctor Houka Inumuta had found himself in a strange place, to put it lightly. Just minutes ago, he was handcuffed and being escorted back to his cell in Honnouji Penitentiary. The cannibal psychiatrist had lost consciousness, and had found himself here. The ground was completely barren and pure white. The sky glowed with bright yellows, greens, and blues.

In front of him was standing a bizarre entity. The creature was bipedal and humanoid. Inumata estimated that it was about 6 or 7 feet tall. The entity's feet were pointed and flat on the ground, like shoes. Its skin was pure white, like the ground. The arms were long, and its hands had slightly longer than average fingers. The chest had horizontal lines on it, leading the serial killer doctor to assume that they were either centipede-like legs, some horrid mockery of a rib cage, or perhaps both. The white head was completely hairless, and had no facial features. No eyes, no nose, no mouth, no ears, nothing. Just a perfect white sphere. The strangest thing about it, however, was its choice of clothing. It was wearing a striped red and white shirt, and a straw hat, much like a member of a barbershop quartet. It was holding a golden cane in its right hand, with the top resembling an eighth note.

Another unusual thing was that he heard Nelly Furtado's Maneater playing from somewhere:

"Everybody, look at me, me
I walk in the door, you start screaming
Come on everybody, what you here for?
Move your body around like a nympho
Everybody, get your necks to crack around
All you crazy people, come on, jump around
I want to see you all on your knees, knees
You either want to be with me, or be me!"

Doctor Inumuta realized that the creature was singing the song, somehow managing to sound exactly like Nelly Furtado, and somehow managing to do so without a noticeable mouth. He also recognized the fact that the song was an obvious reference to his cannibalism.

He eventually managed to work up the courage to talk to the entity.

"Hello," said Inumuta, in his calm, emotionless voice.

"Oh. Hi there! I've been waiting for you, Doctor," cheerfully replied the creature, speaking in a bizarre voice resembling a combination of David Bowie and Bill Cipher from Gravity Falls.

"So..."

"Yeesss?"

"I have just one question."

"Yeeeessssss?"

"What in the actual fuck is going on?!"

"Well, for starters, I'm the Song And Dance Man. Buuuuuttt, that's a bit of a mouthful, so just call me 'Sir'!"

"Interesting. Now, why do you look like that?"

"Like what?"

"Like...that."

"Hmm? Oh, like THIS. Well, everyone who serves the Master looks like this."

"The Master?"

"The Master Of Puppets."

"So, you're not in charge?"

"Nope!"

"I shall only speak to the person in charge."

"Yeah, ha-ha, no. The Master doesn't like to go anywhere unless he absolutely needs to. So, you're stuck with me. You know, you're kind of a bitch."

"What?"

"Just waltzing in here, refusing to talk to me, judging my appearance. I mean, you're no prize yourself."

The doctor looked down, examining his orange prison jumpsuit and black shoes. He was rather fond of his light blue hair and glasses. Then again, he had chewed off his own lips out of both hunger and boredom. He was also wearing what the guards had so eloquently referred to as a "Hannibal Lecter mask".

"So, anyway, Doc, you might be wondering why I brought your soul, or consciousness, or whatever you call it, here."

"How do you know so much about me?"

"Huh? Oh, right. Yeah, the Master got me this file on you," replied the Song And Dance Man, producing a folder out of thin air. "You had a pretty normal childhood, became a psychiatrist, and then you killed and ate 30 people. You had the street name 'Hellhound', because the cops initially thought that your victims had been attacked by a pack of stray dogs. You then kidnapped and tortured one Detective Ryuko Matoi for three hours, which led to your arrest and incarceration in Honnouji Penitentiary."

"And why am I here?"

"We are in need of your skills. Specifically, that creepy-ass thing you do where you psychoanalyze someone and cause them to have a mental breakdown."

"And what do I get in return?"

"It's a surprise~"

Houka sighed. "Alright, who do I psychoanalyze?"

"First, are you familiar with the multiverse?"

"Yes."

"That just saved me a lot of time. Anyway, I'm gonna send you, the Houka of Earth-2, to Earth-1, where you'll find the newly resurrected Nui Harime. Here's a file on her."

The entity handed him a folder.

"Bitch is crazy. Psychoanalyze her and make her a good guy."

"Why?"

"You can ask questions later. Just go there, and tell her that her mom never loved her, or some shit like that."

"Fine."

A glowing, blue portal materialized out of thin air.

Houka stepped through the portal, and disappeared.