The vast expanse of the White Desert stretched on endlessly in all directions, devoid of all color except for black and white. Strange curled structures jutted up from the barren ground, like the bleached bones of some prehistoric creature. Amidst this alien landscape sat a small tunnel, its entrance curved like a giant snake's open maw. Inside, the tunnel opened up into a cozy living space. The walls were lined with packed bookshelves and eclectic knickknacks. In the center of the room, Mono...