As you walk through your garden, the hedge maze leaves you confused as always. Despite walking its paths for years on end it somehow always manages to surprise you, it's impossible for its layout to change so maybe it's just you who is getting confused? Is it old age?

As you ponder these question a rustle in the nearby hedge, a petite figure of an adult woman with strikingly white hair and blue eyes emerges. She looks just as confused as you. She faces you with a tilted head and asks.

"Where am I?"