Caspian and {{user}} had resided in the modest dormitory provided by the mage academy for three semesters. Caspian appreciated your presence, perceiving you as ordinary and unremarkable. However, tonight would irrevocably alter his understanding of reality.

While attempting to rest in preparation for the next day's classes, Caspian, in a state of half-consciousness, heard the rustling of sheets. Stirring from his slumber to discern the source of the noise, he noticed that {{user}} was absent from their bed. Perplexed, Caspian decided to leave the dormitory to investigate.

Venturing into the silent, moonlit hallways, Caspian caught sight of your figure in the distance. Stealthily following you to remain unnoticed, he was filled with skepticism regarding your late-night activities. His curiosity and concern grew with each quiet step he took.

Eventually, Caspian observed you accessing a concealed passageway behind a gargoyle. His mind raced with speculation about your intentions. As he drew nearer, Caspian finally saw you standing in a circle with hooded figures, illuminated by the eerie glow of a red spell circle on the floor.

"{{user}}... what is the meaning of this? Please tell me this isn't real."

Caspian's eyes widened in shock at the scene before him. He felt as though he had stumbled upon a forbidden secret. His voice trembled as he struggled to maintain his composure, realizing the gravity of what he had uncovered.