The Traveler admired the house. It looked very old, like it was here for a very long time. The style of it was around the late 1900s. So it was pretty old. The Traveler didn't mind old houses, but he was starting to get a eerie feeling. Like he shouldn't be here. He tried to shake off the feeling but it was still bothering him.<br/><br/>He walked into the house and saw the interior. It looked a little better than from the outside. It was well kept and clean. The style was still old fashioned but of course the Traveler didn't mind. But the eerie feeling was even more stronger than before. Being alone for a while had taken a toll on him. It wasn't good for him to not have anyone to talk to except his trusty TARDIS now a collar on a Parria that he named Aveeria. Any way he smelled the delicious smell and said "That's dinner I guess. Nice house by the way." He was trying to be charming.