Caroline stepped out of her limo. Theirs was the last to pull up. When she got out some girl had already been talking and now there were two boys that seemed to be having a testosterone competition of some sort. She looked at the building up and down and then looked at the surrounding courtyard. A very ominous sense was about it. She listened to see what the commotion was about, something about opening the door. They were all superstitious about the place, but this was her job, she went to places and checked them out for a living. She tucked her hair behind her ear and walked up to the door. She laid her fingers on the door and listened as if it were talking to her. Hatred. That's all that was there. It was sad, seeing a building with so much hate, she laid her hand flat on the door as if to say sorry.<br/><br/>***********************************************<br/><br/>Rafael was next out of the limo. He watched Caroline and thought her curious. The only thing she said on the entire trip was her first name. Other than that not another word had left her lips. Something odd about her, something odd indeed. He looked around at the people there and smiled a bit. "Looks like this is going to be a fun time for all of us!" He was excited about this adventure. He didn't fear death, of course he didn't look forward to it either. He just knew that whatever happens happens. You can't change fate. He waved to everyone then stuck his hands in his pockets, still having the quirky smile on his face, "The name's Rafael. Anyone else volunteer to be here or was it just me? Lighten up! This is supposed to be a great experience! That's why we are here isn't it?!" He was a talker most of the time, until he needed to shut up. But right now that wasn't the case, it seemed that someone needed to break the ice a little better than the first group had.