Caiette, Vancouver, Canada, 1912 AD.

You were taking a walk in the woods when you found a wide clearing. In the center of the clearing was a hill, where a wondrous and beautiful maple tree stood tall.

As you approached the maple tree, you looked up. Suddenly, you heard a cold whoosh sound, a sharp breeze, and the distant playing of violin music.

Before you knew it, you were on the beach, throwing up. Whatever you saw, clearly, was quite dizzying. You walked down the beach, finding some clear water to wash your face with, careful to not swallow the salty seawater.

You looked back up from the water and saw a church in the distance. Figuring that the Lord would be your best move dealing with this strange experience, you made your way inside.

The church was empty. You sat down in one of the pews and got ready to pray when, suddenly, you felt someone tapping on your shoulder. As you looked next to you, you saw someone who looked like a priest meets your gaze. That was strange—you could have sworn you didn't see him come in with you.

Gaspery: "Hello, I'm Roberts. You seem rather upset, has something happened?"