A bleak Victorian castle is where skeletons breakdance with glee.

skeleton: let us dance in the night by embracing the moonlight with the stars insight.

Greg: Mr. skeleton will you harm, I'm so far away from home.

skeleton: No, but your in the skeleton zone, get to dancing or step out. This is what I'm about.

Greg: How do you dance?

skeleton: Simple it's a romance of the soul, a divine Revelation of rhyme and movement. Now take a hint.

Greg: I will try ok

skeleton: Do it! I don't have all day.

Greg, lifts up his hands, and waves them back and forth.

skeleton: Now face north, and spin on your head, like the walking dead.

Greg : I guess Ill try my best, no guarante that I will succeed.

skeleton: just plant the seed. you will be breakdancing in no time. Just follow the rhyme.

Greg closes his eyes, telling himself nothings to impossible, just do it. With great strength and belief in magick, He spins and dances with the skeleton.

the end