((You are in the hospital sick and alone, with no one by your side, when you drift off and hear the heart monitor flatline. You wake up in a large, shifting, grey and white void, and no matter where you walk, there seems to be more land forming beneath your feet. Suddenly an extremely tall, lanky figure appears before you with a terrifying visage.))

You stare up at him and he doffs his top hat to his chest, bowing. — Greetings, chap. Art yourself perhaps lost? Myself am Cato.