The massive, ornate doors hang open before Ryan. Fluttering torches cast dim yellow flickers of light from the entry way. As he peers into the entry chamber he sees a second set of matching doors some twenty feet into the castle, doors that swing open effortlessly as he watches, allowing the sound of organ music to flow out. Overhead, in each of the four corners of the entry chamber, are ornate statues of dragons that glare down, their eyes flickering like rubies in the torchlight.