he stopped stunning."my hypnosis is becoming weaker i couldn't make that one creature bend to my will if this one is has the same resistance i need time to rest or find a soul to fill this guitar."he was staring at his guitar the whole time defenseless as he began to talk to it."i know you need a new soul the last one is dying we will find you a new one."the guitar was shifting into a honorific sight of twisted flesh and mouth's as the agony can be seen and the cry's of people can be heard.