Luther has been the delivery man around her for quite some time, ever since he was fired from his previous job. He knew the back roads like the back of his hand better than anyone else. Every day he travels these roads, running here and there, ensuring the people get their packages delivered on time. Tonight he was running late and just so happened to slip onto a back road, seemingly placed intentionally out of the way of regular traffic. From what he could tell, it just looked like a regular back road despite the unfamiliar surroundings that came into view, giving him a sense of insecurity. He began to panic wondering if his GPS messed up or something; the route he had been taking prior was somewhat new to him and hadnâ€™t been fully etched into his mind yet anyway.<br/><br/>He would not deny that it was a peculiar, spooky scene. As unnerving as it was, however, he decided to just trust that this road would take him where he needed to be. Years of driving have taught him that eventually he would end up in the right placeâ€¦<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>â€œMy name is Alex Simmons and Iâ€™m here with my buddy Harrison and two other people on an investigation,â€ he told the camera in a whisper, faking a smile. â€œThis is apparently some ghost town, but given the fact that there havenâ€™t been any sightings of this town at all Iâ€™m really beginning to think itâ€™s a load of shit.â€<br/><br/>â€œBut there have been other reports?â€ Harrison, the groupâ€™s camera man, inquired.<br/><br/>â€œOh of course. But I havenâ€™t been able to prove anything yet.â€<br/><br/>â€œYet?â€ Sarcasm.<br/><br/>â€œYet.â€<br/><br/>The rumors have been going on for quite some time, speaking of an old ghost town appearing at a certain time of night and sometimes the sightings were completely random altogether. Some say that people disappear when they go searching for this town or just happen to pass through these woods. You know how rumors are. Once they spread you get a different version of the story every time. Alex had his doubts about this whole thing but it still intrigued him very much. Harrison on the other hand wasnâ€™t as thrilled, being someone who would rather avoid this sort of thing, especially after hearing the rumors himself. He was helping out a friend here. Alex owed him a lot.<br/><br/>The two had set up their tent a few feet away from where the other half of the group had placed theirs. Both tents faced away from the supposed location of the town. At first Harrison was reluctant to share a tent with Alex, and they had gotten into a small little quarrel about that. They have known each other for years and yet that was still an uncomfortable thought, especially considering how small their tent was. It wasnâ€™t one of those fancy tents that could fit four to five people, but one that fit exactly two.<br/><br/>They had to share an air mattress. Alex didnâ€™t mind. Even if he was thirty years old, three years younger than Alex, Harrison was just a little homophobic, in his opinion, even if they were such close friends.<br/><br/>â€œYou sure love that camera.â€ Harrison mumbled as Alex continued to speak into it, going over whatever experiences they had encountered during their stay. â€œAnd keep it down Iâ€™m sure the others are trying to sleep.â€<br/><br/>Eventually, Alex shut the camera off, to save battery, and looked back to his old friend. â€œI donâ€™t love it; itâ€™s more like I feel we should keep a journal of sorts.â€ If there really was something out here it was better to have evidence of it. People donâ€™t believe what they canâ€™t see, most of the time, rumors or no rumors. He wanted to record every detail that he felt would be beneficial to this case and root out anything that would be considered silly. If this was a mind trick, he would put an end to it. If this really was real he would let the world know.