Myrilandel was still getting used to the layout of the castle. The large rooms and endless hallways made her dizzy. For all that she could roam the countryside, this massive enclosed space was more than she could account for. On this particular afternoon, she had gotten herself turned around and somehow ended up in a rec room- not that she had the slightly clue what a rec room was.

The lights and sounds coming from the large box on the wall don't make any sense to her. She wasn't sure what was causing it, but certainly wished it would stop. Slowly, she inched closer, hardly noticing the man sitting in front of the box. In fact, she passed him by completely and kept walking in front of him to stand in front of the box, trying to peer closer at the images to make sense of them.

Unfortunately, Myri makes a better door than a window.