(Had some technical issues last night. Damn telephone.)
As the Blimp pulled up onto the figurative docks of the floating island in the sky, some chains latched onto the blimp to keep it place like a make-shift ship anchor as it would suddenly drag the blimp into port. There was some slight shaking and turbulence as the blimp would dock but was soon over as the door to the blimp opened up, allowing everyone to disembark.
As everyone got out of the blimp they would be met with different people walking passed them as well as different individuals in different animal masks disembarking from their own blimps and transport. Going down the pier from where they are they would be met with a group of people chatting amongst themselves in such a loud noise as there seemed to be what felt like over 100 people here for the party. Beyond them where they were waiting was a big tall brick fence and just infront of them was tall black iron gates with the words "Demon Castle Diavolo" crafted into the gates themselves above them with the same iron. Looking above or through the gate they would see pure darkness, a silhouette of what looked like a dead tree line above, and then beyond that. The castle.
Lightening struck, stopping everyone from chatting due to its sudden appearance and then eerily, the gates opened slowly. "EEEEEEEEERRR!" went the gates as they scraped along the stone work path before them. As large torches from both side of the path leading through the make shift dark forest as it lit their path ahead. Bats flew from the tree line as it seemed they were suddenly spooked off by the light of the torches.
And then folks proceeded forward along the path. The group would also follow until they reached the very castle doors.
Welcome to the Demon Kings Castle.