You are now entering a world where fantasy is clashed with technology. You come to a dark, misty forest. You wander about aimlessly until you come to a small dock. Mist covers the water like a thick blanket. In the distance, you can see the shadow of a castle. But there seems to be no way to reach it. You could swim, but you're not even sure that there's water under the mist, and if there is, you know not what guards the castle. There's no actual reason for you to go to the castle, but you feel the deep desire to enter.
As if something had heard your thoughts, a small boat appears through the mist and heads towards the docks. Two men row while another stands at the head of the boat. The man standing at the head of the boat wears a black cloak as if to hide his identity and carries a long staff in his left hand.
"My lady has been expecting you," the man says in a deep, dark voice. He lifts a hand and gestures for you to climb into the boat.
You know not if you should trust the stranger, but with curiosity eating at your soul, you climb in anyway. The stranger points his staff in the direction of the castle. The two men begin to row the boat back to the castle.
