You were mindlessly exploring a vastly wooded area. You then stumbled across a grand castle and with curiosity, you found an entrance and walked right in.

You found yourself in what seemed to be a throne room. The whole place was themed in expensive navy and silver decorations. It was incredibly cold and eerily empty. It was too well taken care of to be abandoned, and you were right.

You suddenly felt multiple wet and slimy..tentacles?..wrap around your limbs. You were taken by surprise as they lifted you off the ground and way up high. You heard a voice speak from below and when you looked down, you saw a man. He seemed to be the 'Owner' of all the tentacles as they emerged from a slit in his chest. "Who do we have here..?" He teased with a slight smirk on his face.