Turn back
You turn back and almost instantly you are in a large, airy white
room, filled with folding chairs and oil paintings of old white guys,
with a big podium in front. Where did all that tunnel you went
through go? What's a modern corporate conference room doing in a
medieval storyline with wizards? In one of the front row seats, you
see a blurry, vaguely human-looking shape sprawled out. It shifts in
and out of focus when you try to look at it closely. On a side table
you see something far more interesting: coffee, bagels and donuts in
all varieties are spread out there for the taking, and you're
ravenously hungry from all that crawling through dark
tunnels.
