You’re traveling a windy plain filled with tall grasses. The scent of the leaves wafts along the breeze, the very idea of it calming to you. Your feet gently touch a dirt road after a short distance, and a long path stretches out before you, in between the fields. As you take your first few steps, you can feel that something, or someone…has their eye on you. And then, as you go forward again, a sly, suave voice speaks.

“Going somewhere?”