The Washington Estate was built in the late 1990s by movie mogul Bob Washington, the father of James, Beth, and Hannah Washington, to serve as a vacation home for his family. The home itself while having a log cabin/chalet exterior, is state of the art with a contemporary interior outfitted with multiple fireplaces and modern fixtures.
1st Floor
The first floor is accessed via stairs taken from the first floor into a sitting area. Straight ahead is the family cinema. In this tiered room one can find theatrical posters of all of Bob Washington's award winning movies. The screen takes up a majority of the wall with multiple lounge recliners on the the first and second tier. To the left is a hallway leading to rooms made for guests as well as bathrooms. There is also a door providing access to the basement at the end of the hallway.
22:00. 8 hours until dawn.
It was right a year after the incident that happened in Blackwood Pines and that incident took the lives of James's sisters as well as the sweet memories left by them. James had invited the whole gang to the Washington Estate once again, at least to commemorate the dead sisters. The moon was high in the sky, it was shining with soft tremulous light. The rest of the gangs were expected to arrive before 11 pm because the moon would disappear by that time. However, they were a bit late because they weren't coming in a group but separately. Fortunately, the honorable host, James himself arrived the earliest. He arrived in the entrance of the Blackwood Pines and his eyes were staring at the darkness that ruled over the pines. His lips began to curve up as excitement filled him completely. He took slow steps towards the pines and head to their sweet estate, the Washington Estate.
"Dammit, I hate winter." James stated shivering. The snow that seemed to have absolute sovereign over the landscape didn't agree with James, but he was wise enough to not complain about the conditions around him as it was the 'sacred ground' for their family. Although he wore several layers of clothing, James had the burst of chill upon his face, as his mouth was completely exposed. It didn't help that his body heat fogged up his goggles, so he had to ditch them as well.
"Seems like that must be the place, hopefully. I am not in the mood to be lost." The man grumbled to himself as he trudged through the snow. It was hard for him to see through the darkness and he could loos his way among the dark pines.
His fur coat that was over the upper part of his uniform remained zipped off, and he shook from side to side making the clumps of snow fall off his body as he approached the terrace of their estate. Knocking his snow boots against the door, James yawned to himself as he hadn't been awake that long. As he tried to turn the knob, the knob was frozen in place, meaning the door was locked. Unfortunately, James was a bit careless today and he lost the key on the way. "Stuck in this harsh winter. I should wait for the rest again, please hurry guys" He mumbled.
