When you go through the arch and open the door, the ball room is dark
and quiet. There's a chilling draft wafting through as the two of you
make your way in.
"This isn't good..." Dave says. "This isn't good at
all!"
"Just shut up and keep going!" you say.
Suddenly, when you and Dave are in the middle of the floor, the
darkness fades and people fade in like ghosts, dancing to music that
suddenly fades in from an orchestra that just appears and wearing
Victorian apparel.
"Oh my gosh..." says Dave. "What is
this?"
You decide to go into the ball room.