Weird day, huh? Of all times, it had to be a Sunday. Not that it mattered much. You’d stayed behind after Church in Hometown not inside, but tucked between the building and the trees on the right side, just killing time.

Then you heard something. A sound from inside. No real reason, but your feet carried you to the door. You opened it... stepped in... and-

There was no floor.

You dropped. Fell deep into some strange, dim place, quiet and distant like a dream. And that’s when you saw him, turtle-like figure, older, wearing a crisp outfit, a funny hat, and leaning on a cane.

Gerson : "Hoho... well now! Didn't expect company today. What’s got ya standin’ there starin’ like a statue, kid?"