Who: Dr Strange, Zatanna, Jennifer Kale, Danny Rand Where: Strange's Sanctum Sanctorum When: Backdated, Tuesday the 8th, at Midnight Rating: PG13
Standing out against the dark night, a towering townhouse sat at the end of a dead end street. Light poured from the windows, and a great bulging bubble-like window protruded from the sloping face of the roof. When the visitors approach, the door opens of its own volition. Within, the house is dark and smokey. Books and strange antiquities line the walls. Paintings that shift and change as you look at them, a shrunken head with eyes which follow you as you move, and other, stranger things. A middle-aged man of Chinese descent appears, and offers a generous bow. "Salutations. I am Wong. Please follow me..." He leads the visitors through the house, past upside-down stairways and rooms which open onto deserts and oceans, and one which seems to lead into the depths of space. Wong brings the visitors into a large solar, with a grand fireplace. Couches and plush chairs face one another before the roaring flames. Huge bookshelves climb the walls of the room, and ancient tapestries line the walls. Windows look out on the rainy streets below. Wong offers to bring whatever drinks the visitors desire, then departs.
There is no sound but the crackling of the fire and the thunder outside. After each of the visitors have arrived, a few moments pass, and then a figure appears from a doorway at the other end of the room. He is a man of late middle age, wearing dark robes beneath a magnificent red cloak with a brim which sticks up past his ears. A large, golden eye sits at his collarbone. His lined features appear weary, but full of warmth as he smiles at his guests. "Hello. Allow me to thank you all for coming. I know it must have been very alarming to receive such a message, but I had to reach you." He offers a theatrical bow "I am Doctor Stephen Strange, Sorcerer Supreme, at you service." He looks between his guests "Perhaps we should each introduce ourselves before continuing..."