Scarrlet sat alone in the corner of the main room of the Asylum, playing chess with himself and talking mindlessly to one of his other personalities. "Ah, good move! But you've fallen for my trap!~" he exclaimed, moving a bishop a few spaces and proclaiming a checkmate. "Ah!" said the Charles side of him, "I'm impressed, Scarrlet, you've really gotten good at this!" He replied, "Thanks, I know~ Play again?~" he asked, quickly agreeing with himself and setting the board up again.