“Who are you?” You shout at Maldred. “Where are you taking me?”
Your hands are shaking from the unfolding events of being locked in a hall full of ghosts. You curse loudly.
Maldred sighs. “Fine, I’ll tell you again.”
The dawn is setting across the horizon and the first rays of daylight is hitting the roof tops of the village. You hear a *THUMP* and the dinner hall light disappears in an instant, and with it, the ghosts.
Maldred starts walking out of the village.
“Now come along, I’ll explain on the way.”