After several nights of barely-remembered dreams featuring a mysterious raven-haired woman, a magical and ancient door materializes beneath your bed just after the witching hour.

It leads you down a stone staircase, through cavern and into a forest, towards a large mirror floating in mid-air. You reach out to gently touch the mirror, and it ripples like water. You recoil in surprise, but decide to touch it once more; reaching into the cool liquid-like surface. You realize that this too, is a doorway. You gather your courage and step into the mirror.

The mirror has lead you to yet at another entrance: massive, ancient, ornately carved doors. The doors creak slowly open. As you peer within, the most ethereal, beautiful, otherworldly place you’ve ever beheld comes into focus…an opulent masquerade ball.