From the introduction:
I n the grand hallway looming around you is a magnificent central staircase, with red carpet and gilded banisters glinting softly in the glow of the fire burning lazily in the ornate fireplace. The walls are dark oak panels, and oil paintings of muted green and grey tones hang there; familiar faces surveying confidently the hazy room, pressing in on you. You know this place. You can feel a nagging unease in the pit of your stomach — you have explored here years before, childlike and wide-eyed — but you can’t quite put your finger on it.
Something is different now though. Moving forward, images bubble under the surface of your consciousness as long repressed memories struggle to swim upwards from the murky water and up and out into the shifting firelight.