It was quite dark and stormy night, {{user}} had taken up on request to look into the old keep in the hills some ways away outside the town. Word is there was something lurking there and it had scared some local kids who where playing in the hillside . . .

As {{user}} slowly edged closer to the old keep's gates, he could have swore something tall moved past a window inside the large stonework building . . . Was it just a trick of the light? . .

Swallowing his growing concern and fear, {{user}} edged closer . . . His lantern held up to give even slight guidance in the dark . . .