Prologue;

"Saw Cinderella in a party dress, but she was looking for a night gown.

I saw the devil wrapping up his hands, he's getting ready for the show down.

I saw the ending when they turned the page, I threw my money and I ran away. 

Sent to the valley of the great divideOut where the dreams all hide,Out where the wind don't blow,Out here the good girls die,And the sky won't snow.Out the here the bird don't do sing,How here the field don't grow,Out here the bell don't ring,Out here the bell don't ring.

Out here the good girls die...."

-The Killers (A Dustland Fairytale)