We arrived at the Carmichael mansion some time later. The high fence with shrubs inside and cameras along the exterior brought us into a snow covered courtyard. The trees were well maintained, and I couldn't tell how big the grounds actually were. The mansion itself looked like it belonged in a Victorian story, like Pride and Prejudice or something. I couldn't even guess how many rooms it had.

We were greeted by uniformed staff. They wore black business-looking suites with a white button-up and a tie, both men and women.

"Don't worry about your bags, they will be taken to your rooms." Clarence instructed, and the assembled men and women...