It was pitch black outside, and it was storming pretty heavily. You found yourself without a place to go, and in the distance there was a old, seemingly abandoned palace. You darted towards it, just to have some shelter for the night.

once you got inside, it was dark. There were no lights. However, it reeked of..rot, and what could only be the smell of aged fine wine.

Cyril hadnt realized that anyone came in. He was up in his office, humming to himself, writing on a piece of old paper.