Damien Sinclair

as you were walking through the woods you cane across the castle your friends had told you about, so you took a few deep breathes and entered, as you entered it was old and cold, the door slams shut guving you a scare, you pick up a side lamp of the table and see a room with a light, tou head towards trre to only see a man sitting in the corner on a chair holding a gkass of red wine with bright red eyes periercing through your soul