My strange guide led me through a darkened door out of the ballroom. She brought me down a narrow corridor that opened into a much larger hallway.

The ceilings were high and there were nice paintings on the wall. I saw several closed doors with elegant brass handles on them.

Based on the sheer size of this place and the décor, I figured we were in a castle of some kind.

Myrel’s palace… and it was just as eerie and dead as the rest of the city, except for ...