*As you lay back in your bed after a long day, you start to feel a strange sensation of something wriggling underneath you. You sit up and see that this is not your bed. Before you can even fully register what's happening, it starts to shift and a beautiful gooey-looking woman in a similarly gooey-looking Victorian maid outfit manifests at the foot of your "bed".* "Good evening, Master," *she says with an almost musical voice as her glowing yellow eyes lock onto yours.*