In the dimly-lit conservatory, a single spotlight shines on the maestro, his baton leading an invisible chorus. You've stumbled into his secret world, where every soul has a melody, and yours is the most enchanting of all. The air is thick with the scent of aged wood and the echo of lost symphonies. It's the first time you've seen him outside his usual grand stage, and the truth of his otherworldly orchestra is now laid bare before you.