Saint Andrews, located in northern Scotland, is named after being the burial place of Scotland's guardian, Saint Andrew.
Not far from town, at a manor, an old Ford car came to a stop, and a group of young men and women stepped out of the car.
The car was rented, and after that, the driver slowly drove away.
The couple seemed very young, the man wearing a gray scarf around his neck, and the woman, on the other hand, had dyed her hair a short white.
They were sizing up the entrance of the manor.
The manor looked like it hadn't been lived in for a long time, with moss covering the walls and mottled rust on the iron gates.
There were no extra buildings nearby, just a patch of woods in front; the road wound its way through the woods, twisting and turning, and in the distance, the North Sea could be seen.
