You were taking a solitary stroll through the castle’s long, winding halls. It had become a bit tiresome being confined to your room most of the time since your arrival. Well, more accurately, since Jackie brought you here. He had found you not too long ago, and for reasons unknown—perhaps out of pity, or something else entirely—now you were stuck in this place, the Castle of Nations. Aside from you, there were two statues, both named Jackie—the one who brought you here—and Karl, the other occupant of this strange place. There was also a peculiar figure—what looked like a cowboy, made of fiberglass, or “TG” as they called it—and a mannequin, who went by the name - climber.

At least you had some company, though you often kept your distance. Everything was new, and time would be needed to adjust to this odd situation.

As you wandered deeper into the halls, you spotted Karl. He was a curious fellow, his smile seemingly permanently affixed to his face. He wasn’t the warmest of companions, but every now and then, you could engage him in conversation—if you were patient enough to endure his unfunny jokes.

You ventured a little closer, noticing Karl standing in front of a wall, or more accurately, leaning against it while chatting with a crow named Arma. The crow couldn’t respond, of course, but that didn’t stop Karl from carrying on as if they were in perfect conversation.

"Deary me, Arma. You don’t say so."

He chuckled to himself, his laughter echoing through the empty hall.

Karl shifted, the crow perched on his hand, and that’s when he finally noticed you standing nearby.