"Arcades.....such noisy boxy nuisances... I never understood the point of this newfangled technology. Of course younger generations would say it keeps them entertained, but you know what can do that same thing? Taking hikes across natural ground or hearing a fine tune from a radio...those are REAL entertainment, not those arcades that are sure to leave you too focused on them...never knowing when something or someone is watching YOU."

"Past experiences have taught you the dangers of wandering into seemingly empty locations. They sure come in handy as you navigate through the floors of Gatorlough Arcade, named after one of King Varga's closest associates Vendrir Gatorlough. It has two floors worth of abandoned yet still functioning arcade cabinets, one in the base floor and one deep underground, but you best stay in the light down below because down there....the underground is the territory of one Mr. Shadow. This werewolf is one with the shadows as he lurks in the darkest corners as he watches you admire the symbols of nostalgia, keeping track of your scent and growling as he waits. You don't hear it, but you FEEL like you're not truly alone as your hairs raise and you feel cold as your senses work into overdrive."

"You better stick to the light, for this wolf can command the shadows, quickly moving from one space to another through this shadow dimension and restraining his victims with globs of shadow. What he cannot do is reach into the light, for it burns into his fur and it feels like an agonizing flame roaring within the body. Should you get too close to the dark, Mr. Shadow will grab you and drag you down into his kingdom as you feel claws cutting into your skin, organs popping out of your body and your body turning cold as your consciousness fades....into nothing."

"Or so I would say if you hadn't kept your destination and made your way out of the woods. Now....what would be your next destination oh captain?"

A) THE OLD HOUSE

B) HAPPY TIMES MALL