"You were hoping for Dracula, and you're tired of zombies. I'm afraid of anything that you would call weird." Joe gave Kyle a highly amused smile. He may not want to see what's weird to someone bored by the undead, but he wasn't taking his teammate remotely seriously. "It's definitely old."

Old and magically-enhanced seemed like a good guess. He wondered if that was why neither of them had started forward yet. "I think we should walk up to the doors."

Joey's hands dropped down slightly, fingers curled, as his narrowed eyes swept over the castle ahead. It's hard to find the right words to explain his hunch. "Maybe I've gone to too many movie nights... let's ask to be let in. The worst they can do is decline. Violently."