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"That'd be me," Eca said. She stood for a little while, awkwardly, before walking away. She led them down the dirt road that led into the London and then she took a series seemingly random alleys soon finding themselves in Belgravia, one of London's most exclusive neighborhoods, and in front of front of a red wooden door that had a sign above it saying 'The Grenadier'.

Eca turned around, actually looking excited, "So this London's most famous haunted pub, but let's just see how haunted," she turned back to the door, opening it and stepping back for the others to enter first, "Shall we?"