Samson's trudging finally came to an end when a building came into view, tall and dark and bringing forth images of haughty old rich men. But the young girl standing in front of said building was far from a haughty, old man.

In fact, she kind of looked like she didn't belong in front of such a regal looking home. It didn't take him long to find that, by that logic, he should be nowhere near the place.

He made his way up the front drive, keeping his eyes in the girl as he got closer. He stopped about twenty feet away, nose twitching slightly as he sniffed.

"So...mind telling what's going on with large mansion and the frightening sounding women invading my head?" he asked, mouth splitting into a lopsided grin. "Or am I going to have to figure that out? Because that sounds...infuriating."