The room is completely dark with the exception of 3 candles dancing across the black velvet covered wall. Just enough light to count several figures standing along the other walls, but not enough to make out any features under their oversized hoods. The two closest to the front of the room hold swords upright, reflecting every bit of candlelight they capture. I can feel their eyes on me. Almost taste their attention. A deep bell rings from one of the back unseen corners. I step forward. It begins.