"Well, they all meet in an abandoned zoo. It has decorations of jesters, clowns, and cards all around. I know the woman painted the pictures on the wall, she is a rather talented artist. She has a sensitive soul. Makes me wonder why she is hanging around these guys, why she kills. I think it is the leader that seduced her...oh, but I am getting off the subject. Well, even thought the pictures on the wall are cheerful, it seems  very dark. Dangerous. I can almost see it as lions in a cage, waiting to be freed. They need to have freedom. That is what they want the most. These people they kill, are taking the  freedom away from them somehow."<br/>At the compliment, she touched her ears slightly feeling the  furriness. "People want to have ears like this? So they can be like those shows...with nekos in them? Some people are strange. But, here I am wanting to be a killer clown. At least, that is what I think my dreams are trying to tell me. What does a clown mean? Entertaining? And killing? Cleansing....maybe...I am...am...thinking of cleansing myself. From..my past? To become new, and not Harriet Whisper. But that woman, who sits among killers and is cheerful. Yes, I want happiness. It seems impossible here. I have nobody who I can talk to besides you." She then pauses. "I always look forward to talking to you. I feel like..my insanity isn't so bad around you. You are really helping me a lot."