As the car creaks to a halt there's nothing but a gut sinking feeling inside him and a nervous cough to accompany it. Man's natural instinct is to turn away and run from whatever makes him distressed, or lunge at it... thats why he's here afterall, determined and curious... A true private investigator. Sitting in the car, as his heart start to beat harder and his head gets heavier at the sight of the looming ominous house of the insane looking over the woods. He grabs a cam-corder and a journal to accompany and document his trip into the dark corridors.
As he takes his first steeps outside the vehicle, he feels dizzy at the sight of the asylum, its large, much bigger than it looked in the car... Either it was a really bumpy ride or his nervousness is just getting to him. There"s something strange about the air here, never breathe such humid air in this part of the country, the trees are relentless, it looks like they go one for hundreds of miles, they"re a deep dark brown and green color, almost unnerving yet calming, it starts to get windy and the sky is overcast, looks like a storm is rolling in... Too late to turn back now, the drive home is atleast 2 hours might aswell get inside this dump. He continues on the path leading to the asylum gate, as he walks he couldnt help but notice feeling like there is something wrong with forest hugging the facility's outside wall.
At the asylum's front gate, on the right side of the very inviting metal gate on a concrete column, a plauge engraved with: "Clemens Mental Hospital" -underneath is a small line of text "for the criminally insane". He notices a penny on the ground infront of the entrance, looks like it was recently dropped, he picks it up almost as a souvenir and kicks off his movie by filming the front entrance to the asylum with his camera, before trying to push the gate open, its locked... Of course, he needs to find another way in, the gate is too tall and unstable to scale up and down again, would probrably injure his ankles if he jumped down from the top.
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The outside walls of the facility is thick, conrete completely unclimable, the lock on the gate is rusted though, seems pretty old, bet it would break right off with a bit of force. He tries and tries and after rock after rock, he couldnt get it to open. Seeing as the wind is flying and the lunar shine of the Moon is already there.l, hatching an idea in his head, he gets into the car, revs it up and rams it into the gate, it swings open with a loud rattling ringing slam, followed by the audible sound of the car engine dying... Fuck, stranded here then, no turning back now.
He steps out of the car for the second time, taking in the whole place with one breath, it looks abandoned alright, the main door entrance to the reception area looks fine... Honestly at first glance it looks like a normal mental hospital, but if anything that's said in that email is true, it might hold something darker within it's walls.
Climbing up the stairs to the front door of the insane asylum, he tries at the lock but like the gate, its locked, all the windows on the ground area near the front door are all boarded up... There has to be another way in. As hes trying to loop around the asylum to find an alternate entrance he realizes there's a ladder thrown out of a second floor window on the ground, shattered glass lies around it, the ladder itself is a wooden one, the wood pattern on it reminds him of spiders, many branchings. He sets the ladder up on its duty-worn legs and begins to climb, step and step and snap! The ladder breaks in half and falls down, he manages to hold onto the window and pull himself up, nearly being slashed by the broken glass on the filthy floor.