As the black towncar made its way up the winding cobblestone driveway; Warren picked up the white invitation lying beside him on the black leather seat and wondered if his decision to come was a good idea. His friends had told him that the group he had meet in London, the ones which he received the invite from, could really help him expand his business.
The castle began to come into view as the car rounded another bend. A sense of fear and excitement overwhelmed his thoughts.
A few seconds later the car pulled up to the front of the massive castle with towers protruding out like giants in the night sky.
The driver opened the car door and Warren emerged. The driver’s expression was barren and cold, his eyes were hollow and empty. Warren shuddered.
“They are expecting you inside, sir.” The driver said with a gruff tone, as he pointed to the front entrance. Warren started walking towards the entrance, the car door slamming shut behind him made him jump.
The castle seemed to swallow him with every step closer to the front door. The double wooden door was at least twelve feet high. He raised his hand ready to knock when the door groaned open. Warren stepped back as panic engulfed his body. He could make out a faint light inside. He took a deep breathe and stepped inside. The musty smell was strong. As he walked down the dimly lit hallway he was greeted with solemn faces on either side. The hall was lined with old faded paintings of men and women from over the centuries. Spider webs and dust covered the frames.
The sound of footsteps in the distance, made Warren stop dead in his tracks.
Where were they coming from? He questioned to himself as he scanned the area. Nothing. They were getting closer. A sense of dread shot through him like a bullet.
A figure came out of the shadows in front of him. Warren adjusted his eyes to make the person out. A tall slender man with dark back hair appeared wearing a charcoal great suit with a white collared shirt and blue-gray tie.
“Welcome Warren, I am delighted that you made it. I hope your trip here to Sinaia, Romania was pleasant.” The man said as he approached Warren.
“You startled me sir. Yes it was fine. Sinaia, Romania is a beautiful place.” Warren replied with a sense of relief, recognizing the man, named David who was the speaker at the conference he went to about a week ago in London.
“I am sure the others will be glad you are here.”
As the men approached the door to the library, Warren started to feel his nervousness coming back.
Why is it so quiet, if there are other business associates here wouldn’t they be talking with each other? He thought to himself.
David reached for the door knob and turned it slowly. The door creaked as it opened. The room was pitch black.
Warren’s heart felt like it was going to explode out of his chest. He noticed he had been holding his breathe the whole time the door was opening.
Breathe. He told himself.
He felt a hand on his back. With one hard push he was shoved into the dark abyss.
As he tried to gain his balance, the lights flickered on and the next thing he heard was….
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