Franklin Jakovy blearily woke up in a strange, but fine bed and looked around. The first things he noticed was the mannequin with the fine clothes, and the other was the ventriloquist dummy that looked just like him. He let out a nervous squeek when the dummy started to speak. Once it was over, he gulped and went to the door and tried to open it. He let out a frustrated groan when it wouldn't open. After a few minutes he went to the bedside table and checked the drawer, finding the letter. He gulped as he finished reading, setting the letter aside, and started getting undressed. After a few minutes, he was redressed in the masquerade outfit, an old fashioned suit with black mask. There was a loud click from the door and it swung open silently. Franklin took a nervous breath, pocketing the note, and stepped out of his room.