You were once human before you stumbled into the main hall.Or were you a mermaid? An orc? Maybe an elf?Before reality twisted and weaved itself into patterns outlawed, before galaxies melt to liquid and civilizations upturned, when time was still one of your birth rights—There was a change in the air. You can't quite pinpoint it—can't quite see what it is that feels so…different.Nothing was wrong. Nothing at all... until something was.The earth under your feet suddenly felt foreign. Gravity grounded some of your weight but not your being. You felt as if you’re only breathing with one of your lungs, the blood in your veins thick and heavy.And then the light came.It started with a flicker, reminding you of the air shimmering above the water on a hot summer’s day.The flicker turns into a ripple, then a tear. A bow in the sky split into two. A rip in the fabric of reality, as if the world itself had been wounded.Then comes a pull.It was physical. It wasn't physical. You saw it. You heard it? You don’t know. What was it?From the way it entangled itself with your senses and buried itself deep under your skin, you were sure that it wanted to consume you.You feel it plucking at the pieces of your life. It grasps you. Tight, unyielding. Ever so strong.And then it pulls you in. And then you're helpless in its hold. And then you’re falling..When you finally opened your eyes you were lying down, rough bark against your back, your skin colourful from the gentle light shining through the stained glass before you.You are here. You are sought for.You are welcomed, Traveler.