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the men pointed it out to me. The castle isn't far from the riverbank really. It was getting dark at the time, but I wanted a good view of the house. It really is more of a mansion than it is a castle. I don't know why they call it a castle anyway, Vanity I suppose.” Randal nodded to her comment hoping she would continue with something a little more interesting.
                  “In any case, there I am leaning over the edge of the barge straining my eyes trying see what I could see of the castle in the darkening skies, and there it was a shadow of a woman, or a man hurrying across the grounds towards the house. Then the next thing I knew there was a light in the window on the second or third floor shining out from between the shutters.”
                  “There was someone or something inside place, that has to be what you saw”  Ozzie said, skeptically.
                  “I knew then I wanted to go inside and explore, but the barge wasn't about to stop and let me break into some old abandoned house. I decided right then that I would be coming back on my own if I had to, to get a closer look at the castle.” Bridget continued.
                  “That is why you are here now?”
                  “That is the theme of my vacation this year anyway. Why are you here?”
                  “I'm just on a walking tour, there are some things I need to work out for myself. I thought this would be a good way to do it.”
                  “What about you Ozzie?”
                  “I'm here for fun and adventure. So what do you two think, should we go hunting this castle down? If we can get in it would be a lot less expensive than eighteen euros a night.”
              “We'd need to bring our own food though. I don't think there will be power or water to the house either. It could be pretty rustic.”
                  “And who knows what animals may have taken residence in there.” Bridget added.
                  “Squirrels probably, maybe some raccoons, who knows.” Ozzie replied.
                  “Bats.”
                  “What?”
                  “I said bats, I bet there are bats in the castle. I bet the place is filled with bat shit all over the place.”
                  “Why would you say such a thing, Randy?”
                  “ Just seems natural, an old abandoned house and bats the two go together.” He replied.
                  “If we are going to do this, I would prefer if we get there during daylight, so we have a little time to clean up a place for ourselves to sleep and do a little exploring before it gets dark.” Bridget advised.
                  “We should do what we can to get some supplies for the night too before we go.” Randal stated flatly, rapidly losing the desire to go along on this trip. He gulped down the last of his coffee, cold and bitter the last dregs of the urn and left his cup in the gray dishpan with the other breakfast dishes and such. For some reason he wanted to get out of there and away from his new friends.
                  “I bet you two will have a great time at the castle tonight telling each other ghost stories and roasting marshmallows and making smores and stuff.”
                  “What aren't you interested in going? You're the one who told me about this in the first place.” Ozzie exclaimed.
                  “I just asked if you heard about it, I never said I wanted to go and break into the place. We could end up in jail for breaking and entering.”
                  “Some soldier you are, afraid of an old abandoned house no less. Look at it this way Randal, there is no harm done just going over and taking a look at the place is there?”
                  “No I guess not,