Welcome to our dark, dank cellar. I hope you don’t find it too stuffy in here… I’d open a window, but they’re barred you see. I’m left chained to this place wondering if they’re trying to stop me from escaping – as if I would even try – or whether the bars are set so firmly to stop people more getting in. But you’ve made it, haven’t you? So, welcome, and I hope you came of your own free will!