[Awake and curious, Luke decided not to pass on a firsthand view of the current curse. Leaving the safety of deep Underground, he surfaced into a far different City Square; gone were its buildings, streets and landmarks. In their place, the accurseds' dreams were on display in a seemingly endless row of store window fronts - 'glass' gently rippling like water, the images within sharp, but escaping (or would that be 'leaking'?) sounds and scents heavily muted.

He walked, passing some and pausing at others - debating whether or not to take a closer look.]



(OOC - Some of you will get a visit or a peeking in.)