Near the old ballpark in the human town of Norwood, you are exploring the woods, looking for a geocache near dark as the sun sets, wanting to get in one last find. As you wander the darkness of the woods with your phone light, you hear an odd humming noise emanating from the center of a tight, thick group of trees. You make your way to the center, and you are suddenly disoriented, sitting near a well worn path. The stars in the sky seem to be in an odd configuration, and you can't remember how you got here. You wander the pathways for hours, seemingly going in circles, the phone's battery fading rapidly with each passing minute. Tired and hungry, the twilight of morning approaching, you find a tiny cottage at the edge of a mysterious wood, surrounded by gardens bursting with unfamiliar flowers. Smoke rises slowly from the chimney, promising warmth and perhaps answers to how you ended up in this strange place.