<strong>Christian Smith<br/>Unknown</strong><br/><br/>Christian sighed and picked up one of the CDs with little interest, and a slight amount of disdain on his face. He really didn't care for much music since it had started being recorded on these little objects. It felt hollow without the players actually present, and much of it lacked the skill and technique he was used to with artists like Chopin. And the singers of the past few decades... He cringed and lightly threw the CD back on the table. His interest in this musician wouldn't depend on the man's music, but his body and his screams. Ah, screams. He missed the sound, and the memory made a part of him stir a little. Maybe he would play with Paul later to let out some of this energy. It really was a waste though for Cameron to have turned Paul. Christian would have loved to have had that one as a meal, and he would have used him properly. Ah well, what's done is done. So what to do now? He scanned the group, eyes landing on Mariana. He was so tired of her good girl persona. She was lucky enough to get to become an unknown, to kill, to throw away her innocence, why was she holding on to her purity so tightly? Maybe corrupting her would be an interesting game.<br/>"Mariana, are you feeling all right about the festival?" Christian asked, trying to be convincing in his empathy.