Black Castle

I was 23 years old. I was backpacking across Europe and visiting friends and sight seeing. My final destination was in Romania. I quickly got side tracked in the thick forests of Romania. I was lost and scared and hungry. I hadn't eaten in days. I traveled through the forest for hours. Dusk was coming. I could see a castle, massive. I thought to myself.

"Anything is better than freezing to death in these woods"

So I ventured upward to towards the castle. I got to the black gates. The castle was monstrous and it looked abandoned as if nobody had been in it for ages. I opened the gates with all my strength and I proceeded towards the main castle. There was a courtyard. Filled with gargoyles and tombs and underpasses. The castle was very large and complex. I walked up the stairs and opened the castle door. The castle was dark and quiet. A stair case led up to the top chambers and there were many halls and other rooms. The halls were aligned with paintings. Paintings from centuries ago. The floors were carpeted with red velvet. The paintings portrayed a woman, who looked in her 30's wearing a blood red dress. I examined the painting and the painting stared back. I jumped back for a moment as I it looked like the