"I won't! I don't understand how we got so far apart in the first place!" Jack wondered bewildered as they headed up the driveway. The ground started to slope upwards steadily until it became a chore to walk up it. Jack was starting to breath heavily by the time they came upon a large gate on a flat part of the road. A tall wrought iron fence ran off to the sides into the woods. The gates themselves had many intricate twists and pointy bits all along the top. Climbing them was out of the question. "Creepy," Jack remarked, "Looks like something out of a Transylvanian movie. I hope it's not locked."