Somewhere around the turn of the last century, there was a little girl. That little girl's name was Jasmin. She was nine. Her imagination was very powerful. Her mother was in the shower. It was 5:20 in the morning.Jasmin heard a voice calling from up-stairs. A laugh from beyond. She walked ever closer. The smells of morning dew filled the air. She climbed and climbed the endless staircase. She was literally 3 steps away.You see, there are beings who master imagination at a level so profound they can use it to defy the laws of reality. Space and time are no barrier to them. And Jasmin's ancestry from about 200 years back has some rather.... Powerful imagination.