[Mousen]

"Unconscious by the side of a road? What kind of stuff do you get up to?! Jumping off cliffs, perhaps? Or, I don't know, drinking cyanide?" Her tone was incredulous.

Golyat rolled his eyes, choosing to ignore her statement. "...You know that you said your brother went missing after a seance, right? How much of that stuff do you actually believe?"

"Funny time to be asking that question, Gil."

"Yeah, but this place looks a little haunted, you have to admit."

"Impossible."

"You sure?"

"Completely."

[Mousen]

The nervousness showed in her voice and Golyat laughed quietly. "Come on, let's go around the back."

Siobhan nodded and followed the albino man until they found the small back door in the Tudor wing of the building. It opened, revealing a large curly haired woman who appeared to be in her mid thirties. She didn't move from the door, clearly startled at seeing the cracked skin that ran along the golem's face.

The other figure had clearly been sat at the small rustic table that rest in the old servant's kitchen. She stood up, and Siobhan was shocked by her height, she was at the very least six foot in her low-heeled boots. Her black almost gypsy-like skirt was almost to the ground with a pretty grey blouse over the top. Her eyes were steely grey and her short, black hair curled under her chin. "Oh, hello Golyat. I see you've found a friend, Siobhan is it? You look just like your brother."