Whispers by the Water

Hoffmann drives the crew to the haunted place, very carefully.

Myles will look at Hoffman"No one drives my van but me. I will have there in no time. Better hold on." Myles will power brake for a bit get some smoke rolling then let her loose."Tally ho gents!!" As he lays to big black marks on the road and that great smell of burning rubber. Myles has worked on this van for years fine tuning the 454 big block with dual quads.

"You can be the chauffeur," Burt says with a grin. " I won't fight you for that. If you want to be the driver, by all means, follow that ghost! Can I play with the radio?"

"Blast it Burly. Some traveling music my man!!" The van also has a top rate sound system. They will here a half mile away.

"As long as someone gets us there. Gesh. Drive Zoot. "

Just for a laugh, Burt put's on Drive My Car by The Beatles. He chuckles at his own lame joke and makes sure it's loud enough to drown out the road outside.

Blue is so focused in his research, in his smartphone, that he just climbs to one of the back seats... completely ignorant of the driving conversation...
Only whe he hears Drive my Car, he is brought back to reality. After all, he does love music!

Myles looks around "Did he give us directions or are we just winging it?"

Blue check Lakeshore Haven resort location in his "MapApp" and links his smartphone with the van's nav screen.
"That's the shortest route" he says when the van's screen shows the route.

It's not far, but the gloom grows ever deeper as night settles in. By the time you get to the gate, it is nearly full dark. One of you takes the key and unlocks the chain blocking the road then closes it behind you and gets back in the car. The woods are eerily silent, save for the mournful call of a loon out on the lake.

The crunch of leaf and twigs under the vans tires pops in the night, drawing attention from whatever lurks 'neath the encroaching trees. When the headlights shine on the main resort building, it's as if it appears out of nowhere.



You step out of the van, and the wind picks up, the leaves rustling in the night. The sound, almost like whispers.

"Well, it seems nice, doesn't it?
Let's explore, careful not to get separated." And he gets out his flashlight.

Russian Huerago mentions, "I feel why people think this place is haunted. What a place. Lest it isn't raining. " and too has a safety flashlight in his wanting hands.

"Haha! I'm with you two," Burt says, laughing. "This place is just silently screaming "Ghosts!" to anyone willing to take the time to come out here. I'll bring a some flashlights. Is anyone going to bring something to record what we see, hear, or don't, depending on what's inside."

Blue bods to Burt...
"I'm recording video with the smartphone, Burly. You just hope that my camera doesn't see something your eyes don't."
You listen clearly Blue's ironic sense of humour in that last line...

Hoffmann and Artur both turn on flashlights as well. Artur stays at the center of the group while Hoffmann walks ahead to the entrance door and tries to open it, holding the flashlight with his mouth and a screwdriver in his free hand, as if it were a knife.

Myles will pull out the camcorder he bought to have their gigs recorded. People laughed when bought a camera with thermal and infrared but he loves bell and whistles."I am ready if y'all are."

Myles will pull out the camcorder he bought to have their gigs recorded. People laughed when bought a camera with thermal and infrared but he loves bell and whistles."I am ready if y'all are."

The porch groans ominously as you place your weight on it. The door isn't latched, and swings open at a firm pull. Only leaf litter on the porch held it nearly closed. You suspect that the structure has been exposed to more elements than it's construction can safeproof against.

Aspect: Unsafe Dilapidated Building

Inside you see few signs of the former habitation, other than discarded bottles and plastic food wrappers, and a little spray painted graffiti. The shadows are profound and seem to move a little more than the moving flashlight can account for.

Aspect: Deep Shadows

Burt gives some of the boards a tentative bounce to see how they respond to his weight. ""I'm not sure me and this old wood are a good fit, he says. "I'm hoping there's not much of a basement." He knocks on the wall for good measure, just in case someone has taking to sleeping here to avoid bad weather.

"This place slightly looks to be partially vandalized. " as he notes the view. Not too technological with gadgets, he has his flashlight that he scans about with.