Basically, I'm writing a horror/suspense novel. Our protagonist is a man by the name of Covey. A lawyer from Manhatten. He's worked very hard to get where he is at, but it has come at a cost. The people around him, his friends, family and most loved ones are all slowly drifting apart. It's been 7 years since his last vacation, and he deems it time for a weekend away with his girlfriend, to catch up on some of the time he has lost. Budapest. Eastern Europe. It should've been a weekend filled with magic, romance and adventure. Or at least they hoped... 'Stephen Covey is a lawyer who has spent far too much time concentrating on his job, and not enough time with his beloved girlfriend, Claire. When the two of them see an advertisement for a weekend away in Budapest, they conclude it is just what they need. They had envisioned a weekend of romance, relaxation and togetherness, tied together with a knot of mystique. Eastern Europe was a vast contrast from the bright lights of Manhatten, but it was those very same lights that had long burned a hole in what was once a beautiful relationship. They hoped to find a city filled with vibrancy, amazing architecture and steeped in historical beauty...however, slowly but surely, they start to realise that something isn't quite right. Disconcerting stares from hotel staff. Dark, gloomy streets seemingly appear out of nothingness and an ambience that makes the bones shudder. Budapest, really is a tale of two cities'... Sound ok to you guys? I'm just spitballing here. All advice, questions, comments are more than welcome. Cheers, Silque.