"Retribution was sure to follow, an unwavering lantern even on the darkest of nights. It would continue to guide them, accompanied by her untiring spirit."One thing is true for them all; and what a price to pay-When they realise the ice caskets, which were once their tomb, are the only thing keeping them alive. How far would you go, if you had the power to control your dreams? Entering lands where things are eerily not what they seem, cannibalistic witches and glowing jade cicadas that bring nothing but misfortune. Where a dream devil wanders the dreamscape collecting souls, building his empire on nothing but fear and death. Beyond the caskets of ice, some doors should remain unopened…. Come closer and listen my dear… Where do we really go when we fall asleep?