A very unusual, abandoned house existed, awkwardly sectioned off with some warning tapes and ‘do not enter’ signs.
It stood at the top of a small hill with authorities essentially ‘ignoring’ its presence- though there were camera’s keeping an eye on it which may or may not be manned. Over time they may have even become a little glitchy.
It was a rundown house and broken in a few sections of the outside, showing it was probably not a safe place to enter. The door had a nailed board over it and there was a broken window. A little worryingly there was some junk on the side that looked like it had come out of the building.
The inventor of all these strange machines had vanished as well as any explanation of what these things were for. Strange cylinders, tubes, crystals, plastic domes… all looking like things you might find in a mad scientist’s laboratory. Some looked like literal toys while others might seem a bit fancier but were clearly all haphazardly ‘created’ with other materials and not mass produced. They were of different shapes and sizes… spirals of wires, springs and capacitors on mounted boards... ‘mostly’ inert with no indication of what battery they used, or how to plug them in. If examined closely most would suggest this equipment didn’t conform to the normal power standard of the grid so couldn’t even be ‘made’ to work without some serious reverse engineering. The mystery of these items deepened.
The local legend was that that the items were made by a crazy old eccentric ‘inventor’ that used to live here. His laboratory was inside and filled with strange machines that were locked behind some seriously difficult barriers to penetrate. The authorities had managed to get inside the first section and started to throw these items along with pieces of furniture.
A few days of working however, for some strange reason, one of the workers just… vanished.
It made the papers that the house was some kind of ‘death trap’ for anyone who went inside, though if this was true or not nobody would confirm. The building was deemed a ‘health hazard’ so nobody allowed in after he vanished. The general idea was to wait and get some ‘experts’ to look inside…
The bureaucracy slowed due to the house’s unusual nature and just became forgotten.
The junk pile of material drew in the curious or the desperate, hoping there might be something there that could change their lives…
