You mount the alive horse and ride to the crashed UFO. Upon arrival, the jewel in your horse's forehead begins to glow. Hatches open in its sides; these expel dense fog that soon envelops the entire site. You dismount and stumble forward, soon totally lost in a featureless white haze. Behind you, a hand in a black leather glove opens a small, velvet-lined case...the silver dagger finds a home in your throat and the assailant vanishes as quickly as they appeared. The fog lifts; you lie in a pool of blood on purple veined marble. A servant girl screams at the sight, her tea service clattering to the ground in slow motion.