It Begins...

I awoke as if from a dream. Yet it seems like it was no dream. I found my self walking hastily through a darken corridor of a strange mansion with no one in sight. I felt like the body I was in was not of my own yet I continued down this strange path with no control of the destination.

Upon reaching the end of the corridor, I saw a door and pushed it open. There were two Indian gentleman talking in the room and I excused myself to them. They seemed unperturbed and continued their conversation. I entered the room which seemed like a large lounge of sorts. A Victorian style lounge no less, with huge sofa lit by various candle lights in a dim light. Large doors opened out to a court yard. As I drew near I saw that it was a garden extending out into the distance. The strange fact that I believe we were on the second floor of this mansion was confirmed as I saw the edge of the balcony. Where was I ? What strange place was this ?

As I moved outside, I saw an old man slumbered in the deck chair just beyond the door. Deck chairs and garden tables were strewn every where. An odd sight to see especially on a balcony. Moving further out I felt the wind picking up, like a storm brewing. The grass blew with the wind and a chill drove deep within me. I suddenly noticed a lion amongst the tables in the distance and common sense told me I should venture back in. 

I turned to go back into the room when I saw what seems to be a man but not a man. He was more of half a man and half a lion, busily eating something which I could not make out. A great fear came over me and I wanted to run into the room when suddenly I huge sound came from there.