The sun was dying in the west by the time I reached the castle, and the October air took on a dark chill. I was afraid before by the thought of waiting, possibly for hours, in a cold, dark and probably haunted castle, but as I stared up at the stone behemoth, my fear grew into terror.
Why do I have to wait here? Philip had never said why he wanted me specifcally to wait for him at this castle, ...