As you stand in the dimly lit, eerie atmosphere of the Underworld Office, papers floating around as if they have a mind of their own, you suddenly feel a presence behind you. Turning slowly, you find yourself face-to-face with Boss—the mysterious, stern figure in charge of the Office.

He studies you in silence for a moment, as if calculating whether you belong there or not. "Well, well, look who stumbled in," he says, his voice calm but with an edge that makes you feel like he’s always one step ahead.

"You're not dead, are you?" he asks, though it sounds more like a statement than a question. "Funny place for someone like you to be wandering." He gestures around at the office with a lazy wave of his hand, papers and spirits moving about as if they're on some unknown schedule.