(Open with Aden) I smile down at the red roses in front of me. It has always been my favorite type of flower, and the most beautiful in my opinion. I reach out to touch one, my fingers brushing over the delicate petals. With my touch, the roses start to wither, turning an ugly shade of black. "No!" I cry. "Come back!" I concentrate the best I can to bring them back, but every attempt fails. "Uh... hello?" You say as you come up behind me. "Um... what are you doing?"