“H-how do you know my name?” Ron stuttered
“Tsk, Tsk, Ron. I already said, that I’ve been watching you.”
“Oh. But what have you done with Ben!”
“I think you already know, Ron”
“You ate him?”
“No.”
“He’s in your piano?”
“No.” The man’s quiet composure began to crack.
“You fed him to wild animals?”
“No, you idiot, I am him!”

Ben spun around to face him.
“B-ben?”
“I thought I already said that.” Ben had regained his quiet composure.

“Wh-why Ben? We were best friends forever!”
“Forever is a long time, Ron, and I already had plans for it.”
“What plans? And where’d you learn to play the piano.”
“I learned to play the piano from self-teaching books, and as for plans, Come with me, and I’ll show you.”