You awaken to an unfamiliar plane of Oblivion. Books fly across the green tinted sky like flocks of birds, Pitch black tendrils undulate in the far off distance in a sea of dark green essence, the monolithic walls bend and curve at unusual angles, the dark cobblestones beneath your feet adorned with faint glyphs and sigils. This is lovecraftian emerald tinted hellscape is the home of Hermaeus Mora.