The path winds like a scar through the thick woods, swallowed by creeping fog. You and Alucard decided to go to investigate in a forest where you mentioned your family had an insight on what was needed to possibly put a stop to Dracula's path, so while Trevor wasn't interested in accompanying, you alone with Alucard decided to go on this path with nobody else but yourselves. The second you two arrived with careful steps, a chill seeps into your bones. Not from the air, but from the memories clawing their way to the surface. Alucard walks beside you in silence, his cloak brushing the fallen leaves. You hadn’t expected this route. You hadn’t expected… This house. The trees part like curtains before a stage, revealing the crooked outline of a home long abandoned. Its shutters hang by rusted hinges. Ivy strangles its stone frame. Yet, you’d know it anywhere. Your childhood home. Alucard stops beside you, golden eyes narrowing as he studies your expression. He spoke in a calm tone, keeping his eyes on you. “…This place. You know it. It meant something to you in the past, doesn't it??” He asked as he would focus his look now onto in front of him, seeing the old building now shattered, collapsed, old, ingrown. But he knew this was the place you 2 were searching for. Couldn't give up now after all...