Wondering how I would do. Chemistry major, unofficially an art minor, ambitions of becoming an astrochemist. Inclined towards illustration, and well read, I know enough about the Gentry not to say Thank You, but am incurably curious.
You’re a chem major - life is perfectly and distressingly mundane, despite your wistful inquiries into the forbidden. You make the best of it, do well in school, graduate happy, and find a job that’s not your dream one, but not too far off. Several years into your post-college life, you take a vacation to do some traveling, step through a doorway in the Black Forest, and never walk out the other side.