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The Castle of Brennenburg stood tall and majestically on its massive hilltop, gazing upon the small countryside with its pride and glory, towering spires of stone and wood stretching into the skies as massive, sturdy rock walls were seen protruding from the building's outer sides. But what was most intriguing, was what was on the inside… twisted things, horrible abominations, and indescribable horrors were awaited to be unlocked, to whomever trespassed onto its doomed doorsteps. And three, unlucky souls had been the victims of actually appearing in such majestic, yet cursed hallways…


"Don't forget... some things mustn't be forgotten. The shadow hunting me... I must hurry. My name is Daniel; I live in London at... at... Mayfair... What have I done? This is crazy. Don't forget, don't forget. I must stop him. Focus! My name is... is... I am Daniel."


After hearing those words echo in his head, a man grunted as he woke up from the floor of a stone building. He stood up slowly, and shook his head, rubbing his face with one hand to get the dizziness out of his eyes. He slowly got used to his surroundings, and groaned a bit more. "Where the fuck am I?" he asked himself as he looked around. The pirate hunter, Roronoa Zoro, was still rather unused to the surroundings, as this was not what he had fallen asleep from; he was sitting near the mast of a ship, almost falling asleep for good, when a loud bump and a strange, male voice had ringed in his head. And now, he was here, with no one in sight except for the hallways in front of him.

"Aw man, this is some shit I've gotten in now…" he groaned as he decided to move onwards, and so he did, taking long strides through the corridors. It was strange, really. The paintings on the walls… the knight armors standing in row… but most of all, the lack of people. "Hm? Isn't this a castle of some sort… you'd think it has lots of servants runnin' around here, but no…" he shrugged once as he decided to keep going, until a door opened up in front of him, going wide ajar, yet no one opened it. It had opened by itself. "Huh? Eeh, must've been the wind…" he said to himself as he kept on his journey through this weird, unknown building. There was something disturbing in the wind… as if something was telling him to just turn away and walk out of it all. But Zoro paid no heed to such superstitious things, and just kept walking. Right as he passed a bookshelf, something fell out of it. He cocked an eyebrow, and bent down to pick it up. He looked at it; it was a small, cylinder object, and it seemed to have a lid. He picked it up and opened it, seeing a small amount of easily flammable tinder in it.

"A tinderbox?" he asked, before he stood up and put it in one of his pockets. That's when he realized, and saw it too; in his sword sheaths, he notices that the blades themselves were missing. "Shit! Where's my blades?" he exclaimed as he looked for them, but they were nowhere to be seen. Grumbling and deciding not to linger on and look for them, the sword-less swordsman just growled and walked on, deciding to find a way out of this place, and fast. Another door swung ajar, but this one didn't bother him a bit. He just went straight into it to get a possible clue of where he was right now, and as he walked in, he suddenly could hear a loud, underground howl, or more like a roar, bellowing inside his mind as his head boggled a bit and he held it to not fall down from the sudden shock.

"A-Aagh! W-What the heck was that?" he groaned as he rubbed his head slowly, looking back up and seeing that a lantern had fallen off a table in front of him. He walked up to it and picked it up, seeing if there was any oil left in it. A little. Enough to last him for now, he hoped, as he hung it on his belt and he walked into a neighboring room. This one looked like a study room, with two bookshelves standing near a desk, which had a candle, an ink jar and a goose-feather pen, and a small scribbled note. He went up to the desk and picked up the note. "Ngh… curse that I can't read." He groaned. "Where's Nami or Robin when you need 'em…" he said as he folded the note and stuffed it into his pocket. He looked around, seeing if there was something that could help him here. He found a couple more tinderboxes, but that was it. He sighed a bit as he leaned against a wall, but unknowingly leaned against a switch that tilted. "Oi, what the hell now?" he said in shock, but as he sat a bookshelf nearby open up and reveal a passage, he smirked a bit. "Heh, seems like I'm in luck." He said as he walked into the passage, not knowing what would await him…