Suddenly you find yourself in another world—a world where everyone is rolling on the ground instead of walking. But why? Upon questioning the common folk, they tell you the king says to roll. What bizarre form of oppression is this, you wonder. Your heart brimming with justice, you are determined to get to the bottom of things, so you seek an audience with the king—which you somehow get, perhaps thanks to the fact that you are walking around in foreign attire.

You now stand a stone's throw away from King Roland. He lies propped up on a cushion on the floor of the "throne room." That's when it finally dawns on you: the king rolls too!

"State your purpose," orders one of the king's retainers, who is also lying on the ground. The king and his retainers look up at you, silently waiting for you to speak. They look somewhat aghast, except for the king, who is stone-faced as he awaits your answer.

"I have come to learn why everyone is on the ground."

The retainers look at each other somewhat worriedly as King Roland clears his throat, but he remains straight-faced and perfectly composed to deliver his official word.

"It is how we roll."