In the room of the Nowhere Emporium- it’s shutting down, here memories have started to fade.

In the room of songs, music blasted far than ever into your ears.

In the room of the deserted desert, scorpions dig out of the carpet and cacti grow out of the couch.

In the room of chilly snow, polar bears hibernate on little beds and ice freezes every water in the room.

In the room of magic, books flew around you containing all the knowledge in the universe. Catch them quick!