Something about these grounds feels dangerous to me. All this space, but no walls...it has to be another trap.

[Angus remembers something - he got it from the machine.]

Oh, and I found received this. I feel like this was meant for you, judging by the name on the cover. Do you know this man? [He pulls out an old script for a singspiel (he knows that name now) named "Abduction from the Seraglio"]