Adrián stopped in front of the mansion, carefully observing the structure. It was an old, but well-preserved building, with dark stone walls and stained-glass that reflected the dim light of the moon. Despite his imposing appearance, he did not seem an abandoned place. On the contrary, it gave the feeling that someone, or something, expected it.He breathed deeply and firmly sustained the bewitched key. As soon as he took a step towards the main door, the huge crunchy wood gate opened with a prolonged sound. The interior was illuminated by floating candlesticks that projected fanciful shadows on the walls adorned with ancient tapestries.Adrián crossed the threshold and, at the same moment he did it, the door closed behind him with a dry blow. His heart accelerated by the shock, but soon calmed down when he noticed that the atmosphere of the place was not threatening. It was as if the house was evaluating it, recognizing it as its new resident.He advanced cautiously through the wide