You enter the dark castle warily, uncertain of what lays before you. You start as you feel shadow hands pulling off your heavy pack and gently tugging you through the castle. You are led through long corridors and into a large dining hall.

The hands softly push you down into a comfortable chair and you sit silently in astonishment as dishes of food begin to float in from the kitchen through the air, carried by those shadow hands. The meal is dainty and satisfies your appetite excellently, augmented by the sweet and perfectly aged limberry wine.

After your meal, you are led from your chair through more dark halls and up winding staircases to a bedchamber. You start to move off in a different direction, but the hands firmly push you back to your room. You move forward again, but the hands shove you backwards into the room, this time with more force. You decide not to try again, then climb in the soft feather bed and slip drowsily off.

In the middle of the night, you awaken. You feel more refreshed, and not tired at all. You start to get that itch to explore. You attempt to squash the feeling, but that little voice inside you says,"C'mon...Why not just take a little look around? You know they won't let you look around in the morning. Go now, maybe they won't catch you!"

But your conscience replies,"But that's so rude. You don't go around sneaking through people's houses!"

You are torn.

Forget it...Curiosity killed the cat.

But think of all the things you might miss out on!!