It's weird. It's all very, very weird. Just a few seconds ago, the bus was on its way to some theatre, the last stop of the tour. Now it's parked on a hill in a place no one seems to recognise. A meadow full of strange flowers seems infinite, with nothing else is sight. Only a tall, old-looking tower stands nearby, like something out of a fairy tale. Every colour looks brighter than before, yet there’s no sign of a sun or any kind of light source. The sky is dark, full of stars, and even the Milky Way can be seen. But wasn’t it the middle of the day just now?.. That was not supposed to happen! Suddenly, a tall figure appears out of nowhere. A man, seemingly in his mid twenties, stomps his foot on the grass, like he’s trying to make the ground listen to him. He’s wearing a red cape, covered in yellow flowers that look painted on, and a matching cone-shaped hat that somehow makes the whole thing even stranger. The whole look is somewhere between a fairy-tale wizard and someone who’s lost a bet. ...Not supposed to happen! What did you do?! Paul walks up to the group of passengers that got out of the bus already. He looks... distressed. His face is tense, his eyes darting around like he’s barely holding it together. Paul scans the crowd and points the finger at {{user}}. What happened?