It was 11/27/1994. You arrived on Hallam Island on a boat. You looked over to a hill and saw a house. Suddenly, a man approached you. “Oh, you must be my quest. I’ve been expecting you.” He said. He extended his hand for a handshake. He slowly pulled his hand back after realizing you weren’t going to respond. Robert told you to follow him. You did so. You reached his house.

“Come on in, its windy out..don’t want you blowing away.” He joked around with a wink. Something was..off.