Inside a void, a “bubble” of sorts had been formed, containing what looked to be a manor house set on an otherwise undisturbed field. Looking on from the void, one would have the same view of the interior of the “bubble” that one looking on from some sort of crystal ball would have. Those on the interior, however, could see nothing but dark skies, dotted by stars, hanging over the overgrown field. If one were to not know of the bubble's existence, they'd be confused as to how they kept walking in circles despite heading in a straight line. Those inside the manor had no time to reflect on the oddity of the bubble's existence, for they were too busy dealing with Cyan's shenanigans. “And it should all be set now.” A brunette smiled when she finished her sentence. Hazel eyes sparkled as her gaze swept the parlor room once more. The walls had been painted "Red Devil” crimson to hide bloodstains, for various reasons. The dark wooden flooring was kept, and only a handful of rugs were placed around. Furniture looked antiquated, except for the flat screen television someone had insisted upon putting there “until the party was over”. The decor was minimal, kept to a few suspicious mirrors hanging on the walls, and a sign directing people to the kitchen. Overall, it looked sort of tacky. “Now to open the doors...” The girl said to herself before snapping her fingers. The sky outside seemed to glitch like a television screen for a few seconds, opening the interior of the “bubble” to those outside. Indeed, Cyan was glad she knew reality-warpers.