The first thing that caught my attention, was the building that looked like a a castle, but much smaller. It had gothic-like doors and windows. Big, heavy, red curtains were hanging from the frame, leaving space in the middle to reveal what could be there if it had some light.

The main entrance was decorated with dragonstatues on each side of the door. And on each statue was a lantern hanging with dark candles lightening the heavy door, making interesting shadows from the dragonsheads on the top. The door was closed and clearly enough the key belonged to that keyhole. That meant that someone knew I was coming and that made my skin crawl a little. But even if I was suspicious of this place, I couldn’t stop myself to feel at peace there.

My gaze was wandering further until it came to stop at the scene before the “little castle”.

Someone had prepared a table with two chairs at each end and had placed two candles in the middle of the table. In the glasses was red wine. The dark red content seemed very appealing to me and I wanted to taste the sweet liquid and feel it running down my throat. Petals of red and white roses were spread everywhere over the table, leaving a feeling of dark romance take over this mystic place.

But as much as I was feeling at peace here and how intrigued I was about this, I still felt a little uneasy. I was nearing the table walking carefully a few steps and placed the key next to the plate that I thought was mine. As I was doing this something caught my eye to my left side. So I turned my head in that direction and that’s when I saw a little path leading to a hill. It was very well hidden and very hard to see.

Too far to back away now I headed towards the little dark path. Senseless to say that I was really scared , because this path without light and any signs of life was really creepy. The way was short and I found myself at the bottom of the hill. I looked up to the peek, which was only illuminated by the moonlight itself. And that’s when my blood froze in my veins and my heart started pumping really fast in my chest ready to burst out. There on the top of the hill was someone standing, clothed in nothing but a dark, long cloak. At this point any normal other human being would have run away in all directions loosing their minds. But not me. I had never felt more scared and at the same time more attracted to something like that in my whole life before. The hooded person pointed a finger at me and indicated to come up the hill. My mind was still in shock, but my body had already started moving. As I came nearer to the heavy clothed person, I felt a shiver run down my spine, but I bravely kept walking. One more step and I was only a few feet away from “it” and stopped. From here I could see the building from earlier, but nothing more. Indicating to me that it was indeed very well hidden.