The faint chatter of voices filled the halls, but none sounded close enough to pick up on what they were saying. I walked past the glass cases, each one had a person inside, eyes closed, behind a white masquerade mask, with gold feathers ever so gently placed at the corner. They looked like they were…sleeping? Why would they be sleeping? Before I could even begin to think of an answer, I was grabbed from behind, a cloth stuffed into my mouth as a straw bag pulled over my head, I couldn’t see a thing. Was I really that loud?