The door slowly opened, into a book full of rooms. Dusty shelves lined the walls, from ceiling to floor, in all directions. The carpet was a shade of dull green, that was lit by a cadle chandelier on the ceiling.



Nathan slowly advanced into the room, still grasping his chest. His heart was beating fast, and he was starting to feel slightly delirious.

As he walked in, he saw a balcony overhead. To the far left of the room, he saw a stair case, and he began to stumble toward it, getting more fatigued with each step.

As he tooke his first step onto the stairs, he heard a quiet laugh-a man's voice, but very gentle. He turned around, and didn't see anyone right away, but after several seconds, he spotted a pale translucent ghostly figure.

The figure had on a black business suit, and pants, and had a black suitcase with him. However, he had a noticable white horn growing from the middle of his forehead.

"Hello, my name is Renon." replied the ghostly man. "What...are you?" responded Nathan, with an odd look on his face. The man replied " I am not human, in fact, I am a demon, but I've helped several people who've wandered into the Castle before, and I can help you as well."

There was a brief moment of silence before Renon began speaking again.

"Don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about, you know very well that you need this antidote". He flashed a bottle, and tossed it to Nathan.

Nathan stuck out his hand, and grasped the glass bottle, and removed the cork from the top. And took a look at it before bringing it to his mouth.

"Now, by drinking this, you will get better, of this I assure you, however there will be a price to pay...a dear price"

Nathan had already begun to drink the green liquid when he heard this, he immediately stopped, and slid the bottleaway from his face, and stared wide-eyed at the man.

"Shall you die in this castle, your soul is mine. You shall never again see day break if you fail..." And with that, the demon began to fade away, red smoke emmiting from his positon.

Nathan stood still thinking about what happened, but quickly put it behind him and continued up the stairs. "Well I dont plan to lose...and at least I feel better now..." Nathan thought.

As he reached the top, and began to turn towards a door he had seen on the right, he heard the ripple of paper, as if from a book. He turned his head, and saw a desk, with another pale whitish figure, this time of a lady.

She had been writing in a book, and hadn't noticed Nathan. Nathan approached her and tried to speak "Mada-" before he could even finish the first words, the women's head jeked up, and her eyes burned with a redish blaze.

Nathan quicky drew his whip, but without getting a chance to prepare or defend, the woman's body had began to hover, and launch herself at Nathan.

Nathan put his arm up, but the woman simply passed right through him, and directly disappeared.

Nathan's eyes were wide open, and his body remained still, almost lifelss.

Every bone and organ in Nathan's body felt cold and numb, and he felt like he couldn't move. He had been attacked by a poltergeist.

Moments went by, and soon Nathan was able to muster the strenth to walk again. He took several breaths before he began moving towards the door again, but then began walking.

He heard walking in the next room. He began running towards the door, and quickly pulled the handle. As he opened it, he saw the body of Damien in the hall.

He was kneeling down on the floor, looking like he was in severe pain.