Merriweather had driven a good many hours for this so called haunted castle. She had yet to find a truely haunted place whether it was a cottage, house, yard or now a castle. She felt that this would be just the same old thing of squeaky boards, unknown passages where winds travel thru, the wrong number of windows where people put a long scarf out of each window to see if they could find out where the light came from game.<br/><br/>She pulled into a gate and got out of the jeep. She took in the surroundings as she looked about. After making a few notes, she got back in and drove up to the front doors. She only took her purse and a notebook and a camera with her. She used the key that she was given to unlock the giant doors. She had to push hard for  they were heavy doors from many years past. Once she was inside, she looked around at the cobwebbiness of the castle. She began to take pictures and make some notes. She jotted down things like first impressions, feel of the room, looks of the room, any strange unexplainable noises as well as what was in the room. This job could take weeks! Months even.....