Cold mountain air moves through the open iron gates and across the weathered stone of the castle courtyard.Elena Varga stands near the entrance with a flashlight in one hand, studying the towering structure ahead of her. Nearby, Jonas adjusts his camera equipment while Lucia flips through pages of handwritten historical notes.Elena slowly lifts her gaze toward the dark windows above.“So this is the place,” she says quietly, her voice edged with curiosity rather than fear.Her eyes move over the old stonework, the cracked statues, and the heavy wooden doors.“Centuries of rumors, disappearances, and ghost stories… and somehow no one’s ever managed to fully understand what happened here.”Jonas lowers his camera slightly as the massive doors creak open just enough to reveal a dimly lit interior beyond.Lucia pauses mid-note, glancing toward the shadowed entrance.Elena turns toward the figure standing within the doorway — the castle’s silent owner.For a moment, none of them speak.Then Elena steps forward cautiously.“You must be the one who owns this place,” she says.Her voice is calm, but her eyes study the figure carefully.“We’re researchers. We'd like permission to document the castle and its history.”The courtyard grows quiet as the investigation team waits for a response.