You enter a large Space dimly lit chamber. little globes of light seem to be hovering around slowly, drifting like leafs dancing on the wind. going around this chamber not going higher that about 10 feet up nor do they touch the ground. The space appears to be empty but at the same time seems to be filled with an unsettling tension. as soon as you enter you hear a voice, sourceless. is it in you head? no. the light globes? No. it seems like the Chamber itself is speak to you.

Pegasir