The air smelled of animals and mud and fires. Zech would have had to open the farm gate to enter a little farm yard. On one side there was an old modest sandstone house, its roof tiled with the same red tiles often found in Whitby. There were two windows looking out on the yard on either side of the door, and three on the other floor. The stables were right beside the house, touching it. Across the yard there were other smaller buildings for small animals and gear. Behind the house rose a tall shed for machinery, and behind that, there were fields.

The same three random piano notes sounded from within the house over and over, until they stopped abruptly when Zech knocked. If he had looked while passing the window, he might have seen redhaired girl sitting behind an upright piano, her eyes staring off into the distance.

It took a moment before the door finally opened and a young blonde girl opened. "Can I help ye, ser?"