Post by Malk on Nov 8, 2015 2:29:41 GMT
So I suppose a good way to start off is, I hate the mundane. I can't stand staying at home for too long and love to have adventures. I eventually adventured out of state to Washington for a few months and while there I explored as much of the area as I could. One day, I decided to follow the highway and see if I couldn't find any clearings or abandoned structures. I came across a small dirt road leading off of the highway and into the woods, so naturally I took it. Not too long down the road I discovered an abandoned house with a garage and some sort of shed that seemed to be converted into a club house for children. There was trash everywhere and all sorts of things. DVD Players, medical cards, clothes, all seemingly dropped in the middle of these three structures. I still am unsure of why exactly this is. I ventured into the garage first, which had a backroom I checked out. The only thing of note there was the way the brick wall was crumbling inward, pushed by the growth of vegetation which to me indicated this abandonment was not recent. I then went into the clubhouse which was small to say the least. Again nothing of note however I would like to add no matter where I was in this area I felt watched. I am a paranoid individual but try to keep my rationality about me. The only place left was the house which bore no front door but instead a dryer unit blocking it off. A few seconds to shift it out of the way and I was in one of the most confusingly built structures I'd ever seen. The front door led into a hallway that had two sharp turns in very cramped hallways. Dead ahead of me lied the basement, the door ajar. I went to take a step but I was overwhelmed with doubt that I would make it out and I heard something that almost made me shit myself, a heavy set of feet on the floor above. I bolted fast and promised to revisit that place one day, with a group.
