The Retreat - One Shot Horror IC Thread

It's 1982 and it's spring break, the three of you have been invited along by a fellow student to stay at their Aunt's place for a short cheap vacation which is really all most college students can afford. Since they were sick they opted to stay in the dorms while the rest of you take one for the team and brave the open highways looking for cool nights at the lake and much needed alcohol if you' happen to find some'. I don't want to lose your love plays on the radio as you see the exit sign.You've come off the interstate and have been heading towards the small town of Sanctuary some 10 miles away.

After a small navigation hiccup, the map takes you down a small grassy road, still covered in a thin layer of early spring frost, leading into the forest and toward Aunt Mary's house by the lake. You can't help but notice several cars, seemingly abandoned by the side of the road.

As vegetation gets thicker you worry momemtarily that perhaps you took a wrong turn, but then the trees suddenly part to reaveal a clearing, the smells of fresh water, and the sounds of birds in the sky.

Aunt Mary's house stands before you, a large wooden building with a covered porch. It looks in m,uch worse condition than you were led to believe, with windows shattered and roof tiles lying about. With ample space to part you drive up and get out to investigate or at least probably use the bathroom after a long trip.

After getting out of the car and calling out to her or going up on the porch and ringing the doorbell gets no answer.

Yngwie watches Charlotte as she walks back to the car. He's leaning up against it, taking in the sights. He takes a final long drag of his cigarette and tosses it into the grass, rubbing it out with one of his boots. His accent is a strange mixture of some kind of Scandinavian trying to sound British. "Eh? What do you want us to do about it then? I mean I could open that up no problem, but you know... Wouldn't want to surprise anyone inside. You sure it's empty? Old Aunt hasn't gone deaf or dead on you 'as she?"

(Weird, it's not letting me post as my character with avatar and such.)

The house seems relatively normal. You see pictures of an older woman with black hair in frames with other people. You see one of your friend from college when they were younger and surprised by their missing front teeth smile and rather large ears they seemed to have grown into now next to her, the both of them holding up fish. After a few moments you notice an unpleasant smell coming from the kitchen where unwashed dishes have been festering. The garbage hasn't been taken out for a while and a thick haze of black flies buzz about lazily. Besides the messy kitchen nothing really seems out of place. In the main area, the living room, you notice a large leather bound book on the coffee table with a pen on it next to a hunting rifle.