The Spirit Realm had been accessible for over twenty years, and by now, many on the Ouden Continent had mastered stable methods of entry. However, the methods varied greatly in quality, with some even resulting in death upon entry. It seemed that entering was possible, but not always necessary.
Viscount Bast stood before the black mirror in the cellar space of his mansion, which radiated an eerie power, allowing people to travel directly from reality to the world of dreams.
He slowly glanced at the crowd and led the way through the black mirror into another world.
"Follow me, everyone. Our voyage through the Spirit Realm is about to commence."
One by one, the crowd followed Viscount Bast's lead into the all too familiar landscape of Dreamland Forest.
Among those headed for the dreamland, there was a man wearing a dog-faced mask who silently watched Byrne's figure and lowered his head to follow the others inside.
