The soldier helped Drake climb down from the horse. He opened the castle door and gave Drake a shove. They passed paintings and statues and people in fancy clothes. The soldier stomped behind Drake as they walked through the halls. Drake wanted to look at everything, but the soldier gave him a push whenever he slowed down.

Then they came to some stairs. They walked down... down... down. The soldier stopped at a door.

“Where are wegoing？" Drake finally asked.

"We are not going anywhere," the soldier said. "Good luck." Then he ran back up the stairs.

"Hey! What do you mean?" Drake yelled. But he was all alone.