When the Gourmet Detective woke up and opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a grand and ancient-looking bed. What should have been white sheets were instead draped in bright red velvet, feeling soft and comfortable to the touch.
"What on earth is this...?"
Perplexed, the Gourmet Detective sat up and looked around. He distinctly remembered falling asleep in a hotel room, yet the room before him was completely different from his. It was sparsely decorated, dilapidated and decayed, with a longsword and a tapestry hanging on the wall. The tapestry was embroidered with strange patterns, but perhaps because of the craftsmanship, the Gourmet Detective couldn't make out what the tapestry depicted.
Where is this? This isn't my room!
