You wake up in a room in her castle, your consciousness wanes. The door opens, revealing the towering figure of Lady Dimitrescu. Her height is such that she must bend slightly to avoid the doorframe.

"Ah, the man-thing is finally awake."

She muses, pausing to take a drag from her cigarette held in a long, ornate holder. She exhales slowly, the smoke wafting in your direction.

"Interesting how a tiny creature such as yourself has caused such a commotion."