TRANSYLVANIA

"Come on in…"

The breathy voice of a creepy old man spoke, having seen them standing outside the door. He was a skinny old man, one would say he didn't eat right and he obviously loved to be dressed in a baggy black garment to hide his bones from judging eyes. 

.."I know it is not much of an outstanding sight but I have tried over the years to keep it in shape "

He added as he turned his back walking inside the apartment. 

Stace had his hands in his pockets glancing around, Walter and Titrus did likewise. Freya kept a straight face and April paced slowly behind Stace turning around to have a view of the place.