It was amazing. You had this little jet pack and this gun thing that turned bricks into dust. But only 3-5 bricks at a time, which was not much good inside the bad guy's rather large castle. So I had to escape with my sister and wait for a train instead. No idea what happened to you! I'm quite pleased to see that in the future when we have personal jet packs and cool little ray guns the big bad guys will still live in big old school castles.