In the night, you find you are someone else.

You are somewhere you shouldn't be. You feel too big for the stone corridors you fill, your wings awkwardly brushing up against the ceiling and your tail making it difficult to conceal yourself from guards. This seems like an unideal situation, but you can't leave yet.

All the same, you hear footsteps in the near distance. Maybe if you close your eyes, you won't be seen.