You wake up, severely underdressed, in a slow moving wooden cart alongside what appears to be a small group of prisoners. One of them looks like a developer of some kind, another one a beaten up Project Manager. Surrounded by tall pine trees, feeling the cold, wet air biting into your skin, you try to gather your thoughts. You can’t remember how you got here, but you instinctively know what lies ahead: Your career as a designer.
In the distance, high above snow covered mountains you see a faint shadow moving across the sky.
Was that a … dragon?