Corey held out his hand and helped Laney get out of the boat. Laney looked around and saw drawings of her and candles, and sheet music everywhere. "Who are you?" Laney thought.
Corey:
Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation.
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination.
Silently the senses abandon their defences...
Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendour.
Grasp it, sense it tremulous and tender.
Turn your face away from the garish light of day,
Turn your face away from cold, unfeeling light -
and listen to the music of the night...
Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams!
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before!
Close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar!
And you'll live as you've never lived before.
Softly, deftly, music shall caress you.
Hear it, feel it, secretly possess you.
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind,
in this darkness which you know you cannot fight
the darkness of the music of the night.
Let your mind start a journey through a strange, new world!
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before!
Let your soul take you where you long to be!
Only then can you belong to me.
Floating, falling, sweet intoxication!
Touch me, trust me, savour each sensation!
Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in,
To the harmony which dreams alone can write,
The power of the music of the night!
Then Corey revealed a mannequin that had on a evergreen gown with ruffles.
Laney took one look at it and fainted and Corey caught her. He carried her to a bed and stroked his hand along her face.
You alone can make my song take flight,
Help me make the music of the night.
He let a curtain fall and went to write his music.