Traveling over six hundred miles to the edge of the forest and leaving her car, she embarks on a quest that will lead to the beautiful manor. She follows the map exactly and find herself in an open field in the middle of the forest. Above her the tree canopy creates an eerie feeling and the storm that has followed her in has begun to release rain, soaking her and her gear. The now wet map shows that the castle would be right where she is standing, but there in nothing in the field except her and the trees surrounding the area. Examining the map closer, she notices a small script under where the estate is pictured. It says, “Hunt blindly for the walls that will appear as you find them.” With this information Christine drops her equipment and begins running around the open ground searching for a building that she cannot see. Just as she is about to give up, she stops running and sticks her hand out and feels a door handle. Elated to have found the entrance, she turns the handle and enters, escaping the rain and entering into an empty foyer with a grand staircase going up on two sides of the room. A broken chandelier hangs above her and the floor beneath her creaks and crumbles as she walks around the grand entrance to the
Traveling over six hundred miles to the edge of the forest and leaving her car, she embarks on a quest that will lead to the beautiful manor. She follows the map exactly and find herself in an open field in the middle of the forest. Above her the tree canopy creates an eerie feeling and the storm that has followed her in has begun to release rain, soaking her and her gear. The now wet map shows that the castle would be right where she is standing, but there in nothing in the field except her and the trees surrounding the area. Examining the map closer, she notices a small script under where the estate is pictured. It says, “Hunt blindly for the walls that will appear as you find them.” With this information Christine drops her equipment and begins running around the open ground searching for a building that she cannot see. Just as she is about to give up, she stops running and sticks her hand out and feels a door handle. Elated to have found the entrance, she turns the handle and enters, escaping the rain and entering into an empty foyer with a grand staircase going up on two sides of the room. A broken chandelier hangs above her and the floor beneath her creaks and crumbles as she walks around the grand entrance to the