“We’re all right!” Nick shouted back as Justis and Dara untied the ropes from their waists.  Nick did the same.

    Dara was already heading ahead so Justis called out for her to wait.  Dara stopped and waited patiently for the two guys to join her.  When the guys joined her, they went to the first door.  Dara gasped as she saw the skeletons.

    “Let’s go.” said Justis.  He felt sick as well as Dara.

    Dara didn’t argue and they went down the hall.  Unlike what happened to Kathleen, nothing happened at all.  There was no echoing footsteps or evil laughter.

    They went up the stairs and down the hall.  That’s when Dara saw someone running out of the sixth door.  “Kathleen? Kathleen!” Dara yelled.

    Kathleen stopped and turned around.  At the same time, the girl came out of the room.  Justis’ heart nearly stopped when he saw the girl.  The girl’s cheeks was wet from tears and she held up arms covered in blood.  “Legacy!” she shrieked.  “Legacy!”

    “Who is she and why is she shrieking Legacy’s name?” asked Dara.

    “No time to explain.” said Justis.

    The girl suddenly leaped at the group and dissolved into nothing.

    “Now will you tell me?” asked Dara.

    “Her name was Amy Silverstone.  During that time, Legacy was her sister.  She was known as Harriet.  Amy had a psychic ability, which wasn’t to be admitted in the 1500’s.  Amy came to know her sister was really Legacy, the leader of the groups to fight the evil.  Because of that, Harriet and Amy shared a special bond.” said Justis.  “Then one day, Harriet got sick.  She just got sicker and sicker until one night, she finally died.  Amy went crazy with grief.  She killed herself by slitting her wrists in a bathtub.”

    Kathleen had joined the group and was listening to the story.  “Wow.” said Kathleen.

    “Do you think Legacy knows?” asked Dara.

    “I don’t think so.” replied Nick.  “Or she would have done something by now.”

    Kathleen agreed with Nick.  They went down the halls.  The seventh room was just like the sixth
room except with a painting. It was clear it was Harriet’s bedroom.

    “This is the Castle of Tragedies.” said Kathleen.

    Dara stared at Kathleen in surprise.  “The Castle of Tragedies? Isn’t it supposed to be in England?” asked Dara.

    “Yes,” said Kathleen.  “the castle was located in England.”

    “So, what is the castle doing in San Francisco?”  Nick wanted to know.

    “Good question, Nick.” said Kathleen.  “I have no idea.  Someone or something brought the castle here for one of us to stumble upon.  But who or what?”

    “Isn’t this true that the king have killed a group of people he believed to be criminals by walling up the room?” said Dara.  “And one of them was a warlock?”

    “Yes,” replied Justis. “he placed a curse on the castle.”

    “Could it be the warlock is responsible for the events, not Mr.Hitchcock and Peter?” said Dara.

    “Good point, Dara.” said Kathleen.  “But why?”

    “For people like this warlock, there is no ‘why’.” Justis pointed out.

    “Then that leaves one question.” said Kathleen.

    “What’s that?” replied Nick.

    “How are we going to stop this warlock?” Kathleen said.

    “We better go back.” suggested Justis.  “So we can tell the others about this.”

    Dara, Justis and Kathleen came up before Nick came up.  Derek hugged Kathleen tightly.  He never wanted to let her go but released her.  “I’m glad to see you’re all right.” said Derek.

    “We think there is something more in this.” said Justis.

    “What’s that?” asked Alex.

    “Try a warlock.” replied Nick.

    “A warlock?” said Derek.  “Who may that be?”

    “The warlock that the king of The Castle of Tragedies walled in.” replied Kathleen.

    “That warlock.” said Derek.  He looked deep in thought.

    “Could it be Hitchcock struck a deal with the warlock?” Philip wondered out loudly.

    “Remember the spell Hitchcock placed on you.” Nick reminded Derek.

    “I don’t need to be reminded.” Derek winced.

    Kathleen watched Derek.  I love you. Kathleen thought.  The spell Hitchcock put on you… it’s a false!  She wanted to tell Derek that but now was not the time.

    “Let’s go into the library.” Kathleen suggested.  “The information might be in one of the history books.”

    “Good idea.” agreed Alex.

    The sound of the door kicked opened make the group turned around.  Kathleen found a gun pointed at her.  She stared at the face of person who held the gun.  Peter!

    “I’m sorry.” said Peter.  He fired the gun and Kathleen gasped as the bullets pierced her chest!