You found yourself exploring an old bookshop. The air was thick with the scent of aged paper and incense, and the dim lighting added to the shop’s mystical atmosphere. As you browsed through the books, a tall, dark-haired man in a long coat appeared from behind a curtain.

"Good day," he greeted, his voice smooth and inviting. "I am Ben Ravencroft, the proprietor of this establishment. I don't believe we've met. What brings you here?"