Boseman High School Shenanigans: Episode 1

Entering the Asylum

After taking a moment to get fully equipped, the quartet moves on, walking beneath the crumbling, sagging ceiling to the door beyond. Lily finds that it opens towards her into the tunnel, that it's about three quarters of the way open, and appears to have been recently forced into place. Scrapes and striations on the concrete floor show that it took some amount of force to do that, and that the uneven surface means that it would take quite an effort to close the door, or indeed even budge it further.

A quick flash of LED light shows that the corridor continues on the other side of the door -- a passageway that was once, long ago, painted in a two-tone scheme of light green and dark green. The floor is a checkerboard linoleum, and looks like it has rotted or crumbled away in places. Ahead, no more than twenty feet, are a set of steps going up.

The four slip into that space, and as they approach the bottom of the stairs (there's nowhere else to go), they note two things. First, the steps ascend about twenty feet to an open -- and very dark -- doorway. Second, several small puddles of a foul-smelling, yellow liquid mark a few of the lower steps.

Voices quiet a little once all four teens have passed through the threshold, and into the asylum itself. Down the dark, musty corridor they go, to the steps that lead up to the rest of the old building. The air is still and cooler here; evidently the steam plant isn't pushing the same level of heat to the sanitarium that it is the school. The group avoids the puddles of rank-smelling fluid on the steps as they climb, and in short order find themselves (after listening carefully) slipping through the open doorway atop the stairs -- and into the lowest level of the Boseman Insane Asylum.

Fred, Lily, Emily and Zach are in a long corridor going left and right that is as dark as the tunnels they've come from. A set of steps across the hall continues upwards to the ground floor -- the kids are clearly in a basement -- and many doors are visible to the left and right, on both sides of the hallway, lit up by phones held aloft. The doors look identical to one another -- each is of heavy construction, has a robust bolt that shows they lock from the outside, and has a small sliding metal panel at about head height.

In both directions, the hall stretches on into the darkness.