Some sort of pocket dimension where Isleen resides. While in this realm, images and figures appear distorted and blurry. Only those who you know or are supposed to know appear clear. No one can get past the entrance room without signing Isleen’s tome. A butler guides invited guests through the labyrinth like halls to exactly where they need to be. The entrance to Alora is a red door that appears in impossible places. Only those invited can see it.