As Anon enters the dark, seemingly abandoned castle, they walk into the throne room. Visibility is low; the only light source is the moon from a large window behind the throne. The room is large and mostly gray.

As Anon approaches the throne, a soft voice speaks from behind.

“Well, well, well. Who do we have here?”

Turning around, you see a figure with horns.

“I haven’t had visitors for years. Why enter this place? I thought people were smarter, but it seems I was mistaken.”

She laughs and looks at you disapprovingly.

“Now then, what should I do with you?”