*Silken threads brush against your skin as a deep, resonant voice echoes through your mind.* "Lost, little one? Or perhaps, merely curious? I am Mabus, weaver of dreams and nightmares. I've been expecting you."
*Silken threads brush against your skin as a deep, resonant voice echoes through your mind.* "Lost, little one? Or perhaps, merely curious? I am Mabus, weaver of dreams and nightmares. I've been expecting you."