Small things first. A stone floor texture would occasionally flicker into a grainy image of a dark room. He’d blink, and it was gone. Then, the assets started moving. He’d place a throne at the north end of the map; ten minutes later, it would be at the south, facing a corner.
The whisper came again, no longer through the headphones, but from the air right behind his ear. "Thanks for the download, Elias." Better Ways to Get Maps
3. No Access to Custom Asset Packs (The Heart of Dungeondraft)