The entrance to Raz's mindscape is relatively non-descript. The central object of focus is a run-down gypsy caravan sitting in the middle of his mindscape. There's a few outward indications that some intense heat has affected the caravan a little; a dark spot on one end in particular is a focal point. Raz waits patiently by the caravan. "Welcome to my mental world. It's not much, but it's home." He shrugs.