Perhaps the dials were wonky this time...or maybe the flux of time was not ready for the total capacity of everything all at once.

A rift tore open in a land that had a darkened castle that spanned more than what many could fathom. Rooms upon rooms...a banquet hall. The grounds that seemed to have pitfalls and other eerieness abound.

The Master paced back and forth as the time streams seemed to groan with the chaos that spilled forth, pulling figures from within to appear around the grounds. A small smirk graced his lips as he listened...as he could smell and see some that had appeared before him while others were more spread out.

Some were...esteemed guests, where as others were not.