One late morning in March, while everyone is hard at work in lessons fortunately in the upper floors, the mist finds its way inside the castle. It settles low, having poured in through an open corridor not far from the entrance hall and quickly covers the entire ground floor.

Curiously, it stops just at the bottom of the staircases, not ascending to the first floor but that doesn’t stop it from following all the passageways and making its way lower.