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Max turned off the ignition, looking curiously at the strange scene around them. They were in a forested, swampy area at the outskirts of the city, having driven through shrubs and bushes alike, by Vigil’s explicit directions, till they reached a place of nowhere - far removed from the roads of St. Somabra. After a long moment of silence, 

[color=7bcdc8]“So, who exactly is this woman again?” [/color]she asked.
[color=ed1c24]“An old ...friend,”[/color] Her companion replied unsurely, he opened the door with his one good hand and dragged out the briefcase they brought along. Looking at a small trodden path not far from where they stood, [color=ed1c24]“It’s further in.”[/color] He pointed.

[color=7bcdc8]“Uh huh.”[/color] Max locked the car and began to head in the direction Vigil had given her, casting a glance his way as she did so. [color=7bcdc8]“You look like hell, you know. You somehow manage to look worse every time I see you, it’s impressive really.”[/color]

[color=ed1c24]“Well. We can’t all be pretty like you all the time.”[/color] He quipped light heartedly as he shut the car door. Sweat trickled down the back of his neck where several scratches had scabbed over just recently and the fingers of his left hand were wrapped in thick layers of plasters, even as he walked he seemed to drag his feet with an awkward limp.

As they walked through the path, the foliage seemed to bend away from them. Slowly but surely after a few minutes of walking through a convoluted maze of trees, they arrived at the edge of a clearing where the fog was heavy and the evening air made things eerier than they needed to be. Stale mud and rotting wood clogged every breath, dead trees littering the wetlands in some macabre fanfaire, far in a distance they could make out what seemed like a small hill.

[color=ed1c24]“There.”[/color] He gestured.

[color=7bcdc8]“Good,”[/color] Max said. [color=7bcdc8]“Let’s deal with this and get it over with then, shall we?”[/color] 

[color=ed1c24]“Yes… err,”[/color] He reached out to stop her for a moment just as she was about to take a step further in, ”She can be a bit ….eccentric.” He warned, putting things lightly. 

Max looked at him curiously for a moment before continuing forward. [color=7bcdc8]“I’ve met more than a few eccentric people in my life, I’m sure we’ll make it through somehow.”[/color]

The two traipsed up the hill at a somewhat slow pace, as the eighteenth century estate came into view. It was large, and something about it gave off a strange, somewhat dark aura. As they walked and Vigil’s eyes kept to the woods, furrowing his brow ever so often. When they reached the entrance, he took the initiative and knocked on the grand door seven steady times.