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Brant rode into the forest for several miles before stopping. He dismounted and then tied his horse to an old oak, taking nothing but his brown leather trench coat and revolver. His hair slapped against his face as the winds howled and dark clouds began rolling overhead. Walking several feet and coming within view of the abandoned estate; quickly walking up to the rusted gates which were locked he decided to climb over the crumbling wall, landing on the weed infested grass. It began to dribbl...