Walking slowly and as silently as he possibly can, Fallen makes his way to the cell in which the insane author Bsmartfanfic has been hiding. As he nears the cell, which is more like the cage of a rodent, he hears a sickening sound... The sound of a man playng the skin-flute. Blocking this sound from his ears, he slips into the cage, staning behind the pitiful excuse of a human being, holding his blade at the ready. "Bsmart, now you fucking die!" He cries out as he brings the blade arcing down. ... The cell echoes with what sounds like a melon hitting the floor. Looking down at the head of Bsmart, Fallen twists his Masamune in a slight flick, slicing the head clean in two. "Hmm...just as I suspected....it's empty..."