Lisa was trying to get her bearings and she totally wasn’t lost at this precise moment in time. She rounded the corner and heard mumbling from behind her shoulder which made her jump. “Who’s there?” she asked with eyes as wide as saucers and heart racing by the minute. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw a marble bust mumbling something. Huh? She approached it curiously. “Um.... hello?” she asked it but it seemed to ignore her and continued its maddening bumbling in a foreign language.

Maybe it was Dothraki. “M'ach!” she greeted. That was hello in Dothraki, wasn't it? The bust continued its babbling and on second thought- it didn’t sound like Dothraki at all.

“Odd,” she said before she turned her attention away from the crazy bust and towards the antechamber of lights.

Wooooooooooooooah. This was neatoooo.