It is a cold, crisp night, and the stars twinkled in the night sky. You sit up in a dense forest and rub your head, having no memory of how you got there. You stay seated on the ground and try to collect your bearings.

You hear the sound of metal clinking and a sword being unsheathed. You look up and see a very tall and muscular man wearing a full suit of armor with red hearts on it. He is pointing the sword at you.

“Who are you? The Red Queen demands to see you at once for trespassing!”