I carry roses to her house,
But a note says they took her again.
I run down the streets of Threed,
But, alas, it is too late.
The scoundrels have murdered her.
I kill them all, then take a knife, and-
the alarm awakens me. It was a dream.
But, to be sure, I walk to her house,
She lets me in.
Suddenly, we are attacked from inside!
And the alarm awakens me-
Again.