In Search of the Unknown Chaptered Version

Part 1

The air felt stale when they open the door. The winding rushing into the dusty building. The building was two stories and was likely home to a small programming company, though it was hard to tell from the former owner's vague descriptions. The evidence of that theory came from the computers strewn about, its wires covering the walls and floor like nerves cover the body. Bugs crawled about it, using its cracks as places to skitter and hide. Luckily for the film students, there was no evidence of any mold or rot that they couldn't fix. One of the rooms was fully empty, lacking carpeting, chairs, or light. The building was sweltering, it's lack of ventilation turned it into something not too far from an oven. Sweat pooled onto Trevor's brow, and he made it very vocal on his discomfort. David may have felt annoyed at these conditions, but he kept it to himself.

Dalen, unlike his compatriots, felt quite happy with what he earned, it was cheap, and despite it seeming completely wrecked was easy to clean. It would only take some cleaning supplies and maybe a large van to remove everything. The overall cost of the building and the cleanup for it was cheaper than anything they could have asked for. The best thing was that it wasn't for rent, this building was all there's

This excuse did not sway the minds of David and Trevor, who partly did regret joining in on Dalen's project. Yet, they felt that they couldn't leave now. Maybe they expected something better, or that Dalen would finally be reasonable and not bought something so expensive. What would the extra space be for? Still, they yielded, what better did they have after college.

2 weeks later

Ok, after moving the old out and the new in, the building had a new feel to it. The halls and rooms sanitized and the proper equipment in, there was a sense of new possibilities. The empty room had a Green screen added in with a small stool and new lighting. A room infested with ants now had cameras and mics stored and ready, David liked it there since he was made to manage it, and the quiet felt good. Trevor's favorite place was the new editing room on the first floor, where he mostly worked. Natural light came in through large windows and was one of the few windows in the building, a luxury Trevor indulged in.

Trevor's second favorite part of the building was the back. The building was quite secluded, been close to town but far enough to have forestry nearly engulf it. Trevor stayed there to smoke, sitting on a cheap lawn chair he bought and listening to nature. Though there was a bizarre little detail. In the middle of a clearing behind the building was a pole. It stood by what Trevor would think was about ten feet. It had a red line that wrapped around it like a snake. There was a weird quirk to the line where if you squint your eyes enough, it looked like it was moving. Slowly spinning up the pool and into nothing. This to Trevor was a cool trick of the mind.

Over the weeks, Dalen had been spreading the news about his new project on social media and anywhere else he could think of. The project was simple, to create a documentary series on the unspoken stories of the paranormal. The name of the series would be called "In Search of the Unknown". The main idea was to talk about a person's experiences of the paranormal and do research into what may have happened and the verifiability of the story. This meant Dalen had to ask for the stories of people on the internet. This was difficult for Dalen since most of these stories are tall tales. A few were easily found to be hoaxes or jokes, and the most annoying part for Dalen, they were often mostly talked about cryptids. Dalen wanted to try something new, and these stories weren't unique. Everyone's heard a story about Big Foot or the Loch ness monster and even Moth man, and it seemed uninteresting to him to tell stories already told about in other shows. So, for most of his day out of cleaning their new studio, Dalen was looking through different stories.

This felt like torture, reading through Email after email. He up his desktop with documents that led to nowhere. This went on for a few weeks when he received a message from one of his supporters. On a crowdfunding website that Dalen set up and account, there was a small message.