In your dreams the <font color='red'>Castle</font> looms. Spindly chimneys spew noxious smoke, stone gargoyles leer from crumbling masonry, and jagged spires shed debris into the devouring sea. You awaken. *Inside.* You are in the dungeons of the <font color='red'>Castle</font>. Stinking water drips on the stone floor. Shackles chafe your skin. It is warm here. If you touch the stone, you will find it porous—almost alive. She appears: the Lamplighter. A waif of a girl engulfed by a ragged ...