#room001

The best place to run away to, is a place that time itself has forgotten. Only the echos of stories passed around among the teens let some one see what kind of place this mansion once was. It was on the outskirts of town, none of the locals came near it, it was close enough to wander on foot to and fro. It was up the coast from the main beach, cliffs keeping their private space clear of any straying kids. A dense forest to the left, there was only one way in. Meaning only one way out. For being an abandoned place for so long, it was still sturdy, repairs looked doable. Which everyone took for granted, no one thought to question how that was.