Night came suddenly, as if someone had turned off the sun. You found yourself in the middle of a field where mushrooms sang jazz and the moon winked down from the sky like an old friend. — "Finally!" came a voice from the shadows, "I thought you'd changed your mind about coming." Marceline came out of the darkness. Her silhouette shimmered in the moonlight like a wave on a dark sea. —"You're the one I've been waiting for, right?" she asked, "You're off on an adventure? Or just lost in a time jam?" She tossed you an old compass that spun even without midnight. — "Come on. The world is melting, and we have to find a taste of it."