"Hello?" you call out uncertainly, as you enter the hut. It is, as they say, a humble abode, with one central room, a few shelves on the wall, and a rough-hewn wooden table in the center. The straw roof gives gently fragrances the air with the sweet scent of dry grass.

On the table is a beeswax candle, giving off a warm yellow glow. Beside it is a well-worn tome, with the words OPEN ME written in gleaming gold letters.

Your curiousity piqued, you open the book...