I. Welcome to the New Dimension
Through the haze of dream, and the heavy weight of the ever-turbulent world of the mind, a voice is heard. Slowly (it is a whisper at first), it picks up in intensity and volume as it carries its way to reach into the furthest corners of the mind.
"Welcome! You have entered the cranial vistas of psychogenesis. This is the place of no-time and no-space.
Quickly, the voice switches to compassionate, and a sensation of calm becomes dominating.
"Do not be afraid, for I am merely the vocal manifestation of your eternal dreams. I am as water, as air - like breath itself. Do not be afraid."
That last word, it sounds almost... pleading.
"Look around, but linger not. Where I lead, you will follow. Mark these words well: ignite my anger with your delay and punishments will come your way!"
That time, the voice ended with a whip's crack, and the oppressive sensation of fear becomes almost unbearable.
"You are eight souls of the flesh, chosen from different eras, ancient and modern. The trivia of your mortal lives is unimportant to me... Indeed, some may die..."
The last words carry out on the breath of some sinistar laugh, some sort of unbeleivable joke.
"You have a task: to release yourselves from this Web of Wisdom, this knotted Maze of Delirium; you must enter the nuclear portals of the Electric Castle!"
And as soon as the last words echo, the sensation of weightlessness is the last sensation one is able to feel.