The carriage finally came to a stop. I almost jumped out. I was anxious to be out. Even though I was annoyed with the rain it felt good against my skin and the smell of the rain brought new life to me. I grabbed my case.... I always traveled light. I never needed much and it made life easier. The coachmen turned around and headed to the village near by. I was in no mood to see the people there. It would only delay me and I wanted to know what I was dealing with. I made my way up the path... a downed tree blocked the path. From the look of things it had been downed recently.... looked like lightning. I climbed over easily enough. I was light on me feet and I had come across much more intense obstacles.<br/><br/>A few hundred feet down the path I saw it. The castle. Grand was the first word that came to mind. It was huge. Larger than the one he lived in. It was surrounded by trees, the castle looked black against the rainy sky and it looked haunted. I almost smiled. It was almost a text book ghost house. This place could hold many secrets.... my blood began to race in anticipation. The feeling in the air was dark. To travelers it would say stay far away but to me it was an invitation. Something was here. This was real. I was stepping into something much bigger than the villagers realized. The thought gave me life. I walked through the dark courtyard up to the main entrance. It was time to uncover the secrets of this place.... With great anticipation I slowly turned the handle and pushed the door open. The creak of the wood filled the entire area.....