Vicar had printed the email before he left to make his way for this girl who had invited people like him to figure out what is happening he had trouble talking to the Librarian with out scolding her and making fun of her but he managed to pay her to print the email.

It had been many days since that happened and he was now standing on the hills almost close to the castle which wasn't at all that far from him he felt little happiness to be here only the voice continually goading him to do something he didn't want to do.

He was now walking to the front door of the small castle which was exquisitely decorated and made of fine polished wood but he didn't care he grabbed the door knocker and bashed it five times.

And then he waited.