Maggie looked up at the old abandoned castle, having to widen her eyes, and slightly create a gap on her lips at the sight. It was strange to see such an old ride still standing yet she didn’t have the slightest idea as for [i]how long[/i]. “Wow”, she said, having to be quite appalled. “I know I shouldn’t sound critical or judge-y, but this place looks like it has seen better days”, based on her observation, it was true. Again, she didn’t how long the structure had been standing, but it looked just about ready to collapse, at any time. It just seemed very separate from the other sections they’ve seen so far. 

Just as Calla began to move, Maggie followed, slightly tailing behind her, but remained close. She looked around with her, trying to spot something that would help in their investigation. With her hand attached to the young Blake, once again, Rogers continued to follow her, up to the building. She complied with her silent signal by nodding and copying her to show her affirmation. Being careful in their steps, and try not to trip, the two young women approached the door. Since she was taller, Maggie peeked her head in first, finding the place a lot worse for wear, on the inside.