I turned the lights off and went to sleep. It has been a long day. First Dragon Age Origins devoured me, then I had to work with the horses and then Amino wouldn't let me go. It was a time to sleep. "Tomorrow is yet annother day, I can go through the Circle of Magi" I thought. I didn't know how close to the truth I was.

The light attacked my eyes trying to force themselves through. I groaned. Why didn't I cover the window? I turned to the other side to sleep further, but I noticed something was wrong. I wasn't in my bed. I lied on a cold, stone floor. Then I heard voices around me. There were about ten people there. They talked, but I couldn't understand a word. I was too scared. Adrenaline flew through my vains and made me go crazy. What if... They want to hurt me? I stood up so suddenly, that they fell quiet. There were men and women in weird clothes that reminded me of DAO mages. Suddenly a strong pain grabbed my head and heart. Panic and adrenaline joined it creating an aria of hurting. It howled in my mind taking all the thoughts away. I screamed and called for help, but nobody was comming. Nobody! And then it all ended suddenly as it begun. I passed out.

I didn't dream. Everything was dark, calm and peacefull. Like someone took all my dreams away. Like I was in the emptyness, everything faded away. No shapes, no sounds, nothing. Only darkness. Then it too, faded away. I woke up and raised quickly, the feeling of danger still didn't leave me. I noticed I was wearing a green dress with wide sleeves. I scaned the room. It was a stone chamber with no windows and only one door, guarded by a worrior in armor. As soon as I sat up he left the room and I heard the key being turned. No way out. Again. Nothing I could do. Only wait. I hate it! I hate this helplessness! I lay on a bed, angry at those who sent me here. Angry at the world and the thing that took me away from everything I know. Once again I looked at the room. Next to the bed was a shelf with books. I also saw a fireplace and an armchair. On a small table was a plate with food: some meat, fruits and a cup. I smelled it and smiled unhappily. Wine. As if they had nothing else. I left it all alone, even thow I was hungry. I will not eat poison. I looked at the books. "The Chantry", "Templars and Mages", The Circle"... I didn't need to see more. I am in Thedas, in Ferelden, in the Circle of Magi. Why? How? I shivered and looked closely at the shelf. It just lied on pieces of wood. I could take it... I placed all books from the shelf on the bed and took the shelf out. It was uncomfortable to hold, but it was the only weapon I had. I heard a key turned in the lock... They are comming! They came for me! I hid under the bed and waited. Someone entered the room, annother person in armor. He walked to the shelf and cursed. Then annother person came. He was in robes like those in the round chamber.
'Greagor, what is going on?' he asked. His voice was old and tired, as if he has seen much and wished to see nothing more.
'You should tell me, Irving! Freya disappeared and your mages summoned some creature from the fade! They escaped and once I closed her here, they freed her!' This man was agressive.
'Her?'
'It is a demon, no daubt. Looks like a normal girl, about sixteen years old. But I am sure it is a demon!'
'Do you mean the one hidding under the bed?'
The silence fell and I knew, that I can't wait for them to make a move. I rushed out and tried to hit the man in armor with the shelf, but he easilly took it away from me. Not seeing any other solution I sped to the door, but something stopped me. Paralysed me. Damn you, Irving! A paralyse spell. I felt waves of anger hit me from the inside, but there was no way to let it out. It crumbled in my chest, a trembling force impossible to hold.
'Why do you think that it is a demon, Greagoir?'
'What else? I don't think that in the Fade you can find PEOPLE.'
'Why not? Some mages get lost in the Fade forever.'
At this moment the spell lifted. I realised that it wasn't to imprison me. It was a warning. "Don't even try, I can stop you."
'I... I-I am not from the Fade.' I said. I sounded more pathetic than I wished. I sounded weak, with this quiet, trembling voice. Like a scared child. Well, that is what I was, isn't it?
'Really?' Irony in Greagoirs voice was a bit too strong.
'Y-yes. Really.'
'Well I don't believe you!'
'Wait, Greagoir. There is a way to check it. We'll perform the ritual tomorrow.'
'Allright. Do it.' The armored man said after a moment of silence and left.
I sat on the bed relieved.
'Eat something, child.' Irving gave me the food that I saw earlier.
'No.'
'No?' He was suprised. 'Why not?'
'I don't trust you.'
'I see. Will it ease you if I eat some?'
'No. You could just take the antidote after leaving the room.'
'But you have to eat!'
'I'll hold on for some time.'
'Why?'
'Maybe in some mystical way I'll be out of here. Maybe I'll go back to my home.'
'Can you tell me where are you from?'
'It's complicated.'
'Maybe the Fade...'
'No' I interrupted him. 'No Fade. And just go allredy.'
He just smiled and left. I lied on the bed thinking. What should I do now? And what is the time? Before the Blight? After? Or is it happening now? Who summoned me? And why? How did they manage to do it? Why Thedas? Is this world real? Or is it a dream? Too many questions, too little answers.

I woke up, when someone entered the room. I was always "electric". If I didn't feel safe my sleep was light. I still pretended to be asleep, like those countless times when dad came to wake me up for school. I tried not to move my eyes under the eyelids and to keep my breath deep and stedy. I heard silent footsteps on the stone floor. My sences sharpened, I could smell forest and hear this persons breath. He was calm. Like he did it many times alredy. He? Or she? The person put his or her hand on my shoulder and shook lightly.
'Wake up' he hissed with a weird accent. I opened my eyes and saw blonde hair and two eyes shining in the darkness. 'There is the beauty. Now, get up, slowly. We don't want anybody hear us, when I capture you, do we?' He winked at me with a smile. I did what he told me to, trying to be as quiet as I could. He moved to the door so quietly, that I didn't hear him. He looked outside, and slowly got back.
'Now we have to wait here a little. I think that my entrace has been discovered, so we get to spend some time alone here.' He smiled in a way, that I didn't really like. My eyes slowly got used to the darkness. 'Might we make things... A little more interesting?'
'No.' I responded sharply and gave him a warning look. He only laughed quietly.
'I like a woman who knows exactly what she wants.'
'Shut up before they'll hear you.' I hissed and led on the bed once again.
He only sighed in responce and sat beside me. I felt his fingers on my cheek.
'Are you sure you don't want to warm the time of waiting?' he whispered in my ear, his long hair tickling my neck. I shivered.
'Absolutly.' I pushed his head away. He continued to draw lines on my cheek. With the other hand he played with my hair.
'Come on. It is so cold here.'
He iritated me so much!
I sat up and gave him the blanket.
'There. It shouldn't be cold now. And if you don't stop to try to persuade me into spending night with you, I'll start screaming. I am sure that the templars will gladly come. Now go, check the door.'
He laughed quietly and did what I told him to.
'Come, it's clear.'
I stood up and walked as quietly as I could to him. The dress wasn't helping, but at least I had bare feet. The boots always made noise. We sneaked out to a corridor. It was clear that we are still in the tower. It was all round. He led me down the stairs and to the window. We didn't meet anybody. I looked out and sighed amazed. The night sky was getting brighter as the dawn came, stars fading away, but still visible. The dark waters of the lake so still and calm. And far away. I looked at my companion.
'How the hell do you want to go out through here? Even if you had a rope how can you take ME out?'
'Well, let's see. How about I carry you? No?'
I only looked at him.
'Then I guess that we have little choice. I carry you, or you manage to go down yourself.'
I thought for a moment. I didn't trust him enough to put my life - and myself - in his hands. But I was sure that I couldn't make it. I never tried something like this and it was a long way. But still... Am I not too heavy for him? I am light, but he is an elf. They have different measures. In the best scenario he will go down too slow to escape.
'I'll go myself.'
'Are you sure? It is a long, and dangerous way.'
'And why do you care?'
'I am just trying to maxymalize the chance to succeed my mission to bring you out.'
'So am I. With me on your hands you'll go down too slowly.'
'Believe me, no.'
'If you say so. But if you kill me I'll come back and hount you untill your death.'
'Seeing such beauty untill my death? I begin to wonder if I want to keep you alive.'
'You know, it is hard to touch a ghost. Now enough of this talk. Let's go.'
He only smiled and sat on the window, his legs out. He held the rope and put something metal on it. It was a device...?
'Come.' he put a hand on his leg. I sat on his knees and put my arms around his neck.
'Don't kill me, please.' I whispered.
He didn't respond, but I felt him smiling. We got off the window. We were falling. I bite my lip not wanting to scream and soon I felt the taste of fresh blood. I held to him tightly. It all felt too long. When we started slowing down I opened my eyes. We were above water. And suddenly the rope went lose. The elf cursed, while I panicked and shut my eyes, holding onto him even tighter. A second before hitting the water I held my breath. Fortunatly we weren't high enough to hurt ouselves. The water took us and I let go of my saveor - or capturer. I swam up and opened my eyes to see the elf swimming on my right. I finally reached the air and took a deep breath. Next to me my companion did the same.
'Well that was refreshing' he said, but I ignored him. The land was not far and I moved in that direction. We went up to the land, and the soft breeze made me feel cold. I was in a torn, wet, thin dress. I started shaking, but then one thought struck my head. I was free. If I manage to lose this elf I'll be safe!

I started running. My knees still felt weak after the crazy rope-action, but I had no time to waste. It was cold and I was sure that I'll catch cold, but I didn't care. I wasn't going to let the freedom go too easilly. I heard calling and cursing of the man, but I didn't care. It was difficult to keep my breath steady after holding it underwater. At first I didn't look where I was going, but now I thought about it. The buildings I saw nearby were not a good choice. The best way was to hide somewhere. I was always good at hidding. I went towards the forest, when I heard footsteps behind me. Shoot! He was fast. I tried to run faster, but I couldn't. My legs were allredy burning. He was so close, when I got a crazy idea. But I had no other choice. I had to try. I suddenly stoped and threw myself to the ground. He jumped over me and took fiew more steps, when I got up and ran to the other side. But I was tired, there was no way I would escape. I put my hand on a tree and made a sharp turn. The bark left hurting scratches on my hand. The elf was getting closer. I knew I wouldn't escape. I didn't realise that I slowed up, untill it was too late. A strong hand cought my shoulder stopping me right there. I was breathing heavily, adrenaline fading away. I lost. Again. Frustration started growing in my chest like a wave ready to strike. The elf cought my hands and tied me up. I didn't even fight. And then the frustration ranged, knocking me off my feet. I fell to my knees screaming to the sky for the lost freedom, for the meaningless hope I lost, for the pain in my limbs. I let out not only frustration, but also anger. I sceamed untill my throat was hurting, and then put my head down. A mean laughter reached my ears. He was... Laughing? That was so funny? Oh I'll show him funny. I stood up a bit too fast, because my head spinned. And since my hands were tied, I lost my balance and couldn't keep it. I would have fell to the ground, if the elf didn't catch me.
'You are not trying to run away again, are you?' he asked, clearly amused.
'No. I just wanted to hit you.' I answered in a rebel voice. No way he was going to break me down. He laughed again.
'No need. I will just take you to the ones who sent me and you won't see me ever again. I pro-'
'Don't make a promise if you can't keep it.'
'I can, I asure you.'
'If we'll see each other or not - it doesn't depend on you. Let's just move on.'
'Now. Before I'll hand you over to my employers, I have one more thing to do. There is a Grey Warden who needs assasinating.'
'You are Zevran' I realised, remembering what my brother said. "There is an assasin who joins you, after failing to kill you, if you don't kill him. Funny, ha?"
The elf looked at me curiously.
'And how do you know that?'
'I... Just... I don't know.' I lied, trying to look suprised.
'You sure are an interesting demon. Now, off we go.'

We didn't travel long. The next day Zevran set a trap. He left me tied up next to an old tree, leaving one of his fellow assasins to guard me. That fellow wasn't happy about it, but it was no time to argue. The Wardens were getting close. They put a gag across my mouth, so I couldn't speak or scream and went to their positions. Not long after I heard the noise of the fight, the guard hit me hard on the head and I lost conciousness. Once again dream-lessness took me away.

I woke up to the sound of Zevran's tired voice.
'Hey, sleepy head. Wake up. Someone wants to see you.'
'Don't call me "sleepy head.' I said while getting up. I put my hand on the place where I got hit and a glint of pain crossed my head. 'Ouch. It hurts.'
'Well, what did you expect?' he asked, forcing me up. 'Tickling?'
I realised that he was hurt. He pressed one arm to his belly and moved carefully apparently due to the injured leg.
'Just take me to those stupid employers.' I said. I didn't know if I should be happy or sad that he hurt himself.
'There's been a change of plan.'
'Since when?'
'Since I became a servant of a Grey Warden.'
I rised my eyebrows. A servant? I thought that they would be friends... Oh, I was stupid. Friends right after that? I guess they'll become ones in the months to come.
'Hey, don't look at me like that! It was... A special situation.'
He led me out and I saw a group of people. I recognised Alistar and Leliana. Morrigan a bit behind them, and a dark shape of Sten by the fire. There was also Wynne, who I knew from Ostagar. So she's alive. They looked a bit different. More real. Their hair danced on the wind, their skin was not flawless, like in the game. The last person had to be the Grey Warden. Here it was a dwarf woman, with long, dark hair. A warrior. They all looked at me curiously. I was still wearing this torn mage robe, my hair was messed up after a long journey. I am sure that my face looked tired, after all Zevran didn't make many breaks in our journey. He had to kill this Grey Warden.
Leliana was the first one to move. She stepped forward and put a blanket around my trembling shoulders.
'Zevran! How did you treat her?'
'Oh I would treat her better, but she gave me a bit of thouble, you see.'
'And you wouldn't run away in that situation?' I asked angry.
'Of course not. I would fight.'
'Well I couldn't, because I was never trained to fight.'
'Enough. Now we have to decide what to do with her.' the dwarf spoke. I looked at her curiously.
'Tell me, what can you do?'
'Um...' I thought for a moment. Which of my abilities could be usefull here?'
'She can run. Oh, she can.'' Zevran said, but the Warden gave him a sharp look. Then she glanced back at me.
'Is there nothong you can do?'
'Nothing usefull. I mean I learned a bit back where I come from, but it is all useless here.'
'Where is the place you come from?' Alistar asked. I was affraid someone would.
'I... You don't want to know.'
'Maybe we don't want, but we have to.' Morrigan, always delicate.
'You won't believe me anyway.'
'Try us.'
'I... No, no!' I didn't know what to do. If they knew where I am from will they kill me, thinking of me as a demon? Like Greagoir?
'Why are you avoiding the answer?' Wynne asked in a kind voice.
'Just because... Uuugh! Fine! I am from annother world! Happy?' They all watched me in silence as I burned with anger. Anger for being away from home, anger for being captured, anger for no way out.
'Those mages summoned me from my world! I have no idea how or why. My family's away. My home's away. I didn't even know that this world is real! I am only waiting to wake up.' I put my head down to hide the tears. I didn't cry for such a long time. Why now?
Just as I expected they didn't believe me.
'Okay. And now, where are you really from?' the dwarf asked and I screamed in frustration, tears rolling down my face. I tried to calm down, but I couldn't. Waves of anger hit my chest taking my breath away.
'Wait.' It was Wynne. 'She seems to... Actually believe it.'
'Of course I believe it! It's the truth!'
'Tell us more about this world.'
'There are no elves, no dwarves, no demons and no magic. There is no fade. And it is kind of like in the future for this world. The technology made it possible for us to create machines that you can't imagine. All people go to school to learn about things. How our technology works, how we work. History, art, maths. Everybody learns to read and write. We live in cities where most buildings are about as tall as the Tower of Magi.'
'Okay, enough. Now tell me, where are you from?' The dwarf was loosing her patience, I could see it.
'I said that you wouldn't believe me.'
'Wait a moment. Previously you said that you didn't know that this world was real. Did you know this world?' Morrigan asked piercing me with her stare.
'Yes. It exists in... A story."
'What kind of story?'
'An interactive story. On our machines I watch moving pictures of you, listen to what you say. I make choices and do missions. That is how I know your names.'
'And I thought that you are psychic.' Zevran said with a sigh.
'No, I am not.'
'Let's check what you know about us.' Morrigan crossed her hands on her chest.
'You are Morrigan, raised by Flemeth as so many before. You are a shapeshifter. Did you... Get Flemeth's Grimoire alredy?' She nod her head once. 'I know what is inside.'
'Oh really?'
'Yes. I know your mother's secret for an eternal life.'
'Okay, later we'll talk about how you know that.'
'How about me?' Alistar was really curious. I smiled slightly.
'Alistar Theirin. You are a Grey Warden, a junior member. You went through the Joining six months before the battle at Ostagar. I don't know how much time passed since then, but it hit you hard. You regret not standing up to Duncan when he sent you to the tower, you regret that you didn't die and he did. You were trained to be a templar. Your father was ki-'
'Enough. You know too much, don't you think?' he interupted me.
'So how about me?' Zevran asked.
'Actually, I don't know much about you. I didn't get to this part of story. I only know what my brother told me. He said that there is an assasin who joins the Grey Warden if defeated. He also said, that you are from Antiva and your mother was Dalish.'
'Well, I hoped for something more.'
'Now me?' Leliana asked.
'You are Leliana from Orlais. You are a bard who believes that the maker told you to help the Grey Warden. I don't know any details, but you have a dark past.'
'That is true.'
'Now, tell me what you know about me.' the leader demanded.
'Not much. Generally in this story I make a character, and it's like you are this character. As a Dwarf you are either Lady Aedukan or a commoner who pretended to be a noble to fight in the Trials. Either way you were sent to the Deep Roads where Duncan found you.'
'I am no longer Lady Aeducan.'
'Okay, so your younger brother, Bhelen framed you for murdering your older brother, Trian.'
'You know much.'
'Much too much.' Alistar added.
'Are you... Going to kill me?' She only looked at me in response.
I closed my eyes and thought. Is it the way? Is it the only way? It has to be.
'Do it.' I said and my voice sounded clear in the silence. 'Maybe it'll take me back home. Just... Make it quick, okay?' I looked her in the eye and she nod. I put my head down once again and waited for the cut. But it didn't come.

'Wait!' someone called. 'Don't kill her! Don't!' I opened my eyes and nervously looked for the owner of the voice. Towards us ran a young mage, an elf. I realised that his clothes were torn by countless branches as he came closer.
'She... She can't die. If she dies, so does Freya.' He said once he cought his breath. I noticed Wynne going white.
'Who's Freya?'Alistar asked.
'It's one of my aprentices, an elf. She is also his sister.' Wynne explained. 'But... What did you do, Fred? What did you do?'
The man looked at us all, unsure if he should say what he had in mind, but eventually he spoke.
'About a week ago, just after you left, Freya got really ill. Nobody could tell what was wrong, but she was unable to use magic. Then she started getting weaker and weaker. She was dying. Just when we thought that she's not gonna make it through the night, I found a solution. It was risky, but possible.'
'What was the solution? Taking me in and bounding her life to me?' I asked.
'Not exactly. The ritual replased her with you and you with her. This way she can be healed by your worlds advanced medicine and you...'
'And I am stuck in this world. How do you even know if you succeded? What if she died during the travel?' I asked. I was furious.
'We don't. But we hope.'
I sighed. The silence fell, broke only by the birds and leaves in the wind.
'There are... Things that came with you.' The mage said finally.
'What things?'
He took a bag of his shoulder and gave it to me. I didn't realise that he had it before. I looked inside.
'My banjo? Totally useless.' I said taking the instrument out. 'I can't even play it.' Zevran smirked, but I ignored him. 'My dad's katana...' I looked at the blade. 'Also useless. It hanged on the wall for years. Not even sharp.'
'Can I see it?' Zevran asked and I eyed him.
'No. It's my fathers. I won't let you touch it.'
'Alright, but one day you will.'
'And the last thing...' I looked at a big, yellow book with black lines forming small pictograms of men with guitars. 'A Songbook for entire life'. It said. 'My songbook. Of all things I could get I have these. All useless.'
'Still, you won't let us see them.' Wynne pointed out and I had to agree.
'They don't have to be usefull. They will remind me of where I came from, if I spend here too much time and forget.
'Can I read some of those songs?' Leliana asked, but I shook my head. 'Why not?'
'You won't understand a word. It is in my language, and I don't even know if it exists here.'
'Can you translate it? Or tell me stories from your world? Or let me play your instrument? Please!'
'Maybe some day. Now, what do we do? No. What do YOU do? With me I mean?'
'Well, we don't have much choice.' the Dwarf said.
'What do you mean? You can keep me, let me go or give me to the mages who summoned me. You can also leave me at the nearest city and let me take care of myself.'
'She must not go into danger. If she dies Freya will die as well!'
'Why do you care? It's not like you'll see her ever again.' I asked, but he didn't answer.
'We'll think it through and give you an answer in an hour. Zevran, take care of her untill we are done.'
'Alright.'

The minutes passed slowly, but I didn't notice. I was singing Polish songs, while Zevran listened. Even thow he didn't understand and addmited that I had no musoc talent, he said that he liked it. I called them useless but those things were good. I don't know what I would do if I got for example one of my neckleaces. I never even wear them. Finally I heard someone comming, so I stopped singing. It was the dwarf.
'We are going to Denerim right now. Then we'll go to Redcliff and leave you.'
'It works for me.'
'Now, what's your name?' I knew that this question was comming.
'Alina. And you?'
'I thought that you knew everything about us.'
'Not about you.'
'Serelda. And now, Leliana really wanted to see your instrument and talk to you. She also said that she'll teach you to play it. She's by the fire.'
'Okay, thank you.' I moved towards the fire when I saw a movement by the corner of my eye.
'Don't even think about it, Zevran.' I took the katana away from him and went to Leliana with all three objects.
'So? What first? Stories? History? Poetry? Banjo?' I asked her.
'Let me see your Banjo, okay?'
'Here you go.'

The mage left shortly, saying that he had more work to do. I spent all evenings on teaching Leliana about Earth. She tought me how to play banjo, and Zevran trained me in matrial arts. It was hard. From every training session I returned with grey and purple marks all around my body. He didn't go easy on me. I guess that it was the only way of teaching he knew. I didn't complain and just gave my best. After all I always wanted to learn martial arts. I also comforted Alistar. I said that the best kings are the ones who don't want to be ones. Because that means that they see the responsibility behind power. I let him talk to me about Duncan for hours, and told him all about my Earth problems. Not that I had many. Sten... Always seemed a bit too simple to me, but it turned out that it's not so hard to comunicate with him. I just had to think logical and I never had problem with that. What suprised me was that I didn't get along with Morrigan. I guess that we were too much alike. We respected and trusted each other, but I would never call us friends. And Lady Serelda Aeducan... She was harsh, but really charismatic. We got along well, but our contact was cold and official.

The way to Denerim took us about a week. We stayed there one day, during which I stayed at the camp, and then we moved back. I was sad that I'll have to part with this group, but also happy. Meeting them was a dream come true, but their path was too dangerous for me. I was never a hero and I never will be.

The castle sure looked big, just like in the game. It's reflection in the still, dark waters made the view even more amazing. As we were getting closer I saw more and more details that weren't showed in the game. For example a tree right next to the walls. Or a spot where a stone fell off. We passed the gate and the training soldiers greeted us. We went to the castle. Inside there still were signs of what happened. A torn carpet, blood on the wall. But it was getting better. As we entered the main hall bann Taegan greeted us.
'Hello, my friend! I see that you have two more people with you.'
'Helo, bann Taegan. Only one. I have a favor to ask.'
They moved away and talked for a long time. I assumed that they went on about me. Taegan was obviously stunned and didn't believe at first. As they talked nobody else spoke. Finall they came back to us.
'Alright, the girl stays here. Will you stay for the night?'
'Yes, we'll leave early morning.'
'I'll show you your rooms.'

Next morning I got up early to say my farewells. I went out just in time to see them getting to the gate.
'Wait!' I called and they turned to see me. 'You didn't think that you'll leave without saying goodbye, did you?' I walked closer to them. Leliana moved first. She hugged me.
'It was good to get to know you.' she said.
'You too, Leliana.'
Next one was Alistar.
'You know that we will see each other again?'
'Absolutly. But that doesn't mean that I can't say goodbye to you.'
'Goodbye then.'
'Goodbye.'
Zevran stood before me.
'Well, our first meeting wasn't... A nice one.'
'Why not? You saved me from the Tower of Magi.'
'And then tied you up when hounting Serelda. By the way, you knew didn't you? You knew that I'll fail.'
'Of course! I also knew what'll happen next. That's why I didn't tell you.'
'That's nice. Now, remember to hold your sword closer. Seriously, your fighting is pathetic.'
'Thanks, really. Goodbye.'
'Goodbye.'
Morrigan stepped closer.
'T'was a pleasure to travel with you. If you only knew how to fight, you would be a priceless companion in the fight.'
'Thank you. It was nice to talk to you sometimes.'
My farewell with Sten and Serelda was short. Wynne gave me many advices, that I could use if the darkspawn came here. And finally they went on, leaving me in Redcliff castle. It was a good place to stay. I'll be safe here and able to train my fighting abilities a little. I went back in. It was an unbelievable adventure and it wasn't eover yet.