holy shit...
so...me, my brother, nick davies, paul and dan went to legends golf today to steal some golf balls from behind the driving range. and when I say some, I mean like 2000. then we got some Sal's, and went directly to the conservation center where we drove a full bag into the Merrimack river. there were also a bunch of drunk guys there who took like half our balls, and drove them, and gave us beers (by us I mean Nick Davies) to compensate. also, on the way back from Legends, we drove through Pembroke, where we saw what looked like an old abandoned school. we decided we'd check it out later. so we go back around 11:30, with Phalen added to the crew and check it out. there are signs on the doors and shit, that read "warning: asbestos", but we say fuck it, and go in anyway. honestly, this place was like something straight out of a horror movie, or even Doom 3. scariest shit i've ever done. so we walk down this 200 foot hallway, that has rooms on either side of it all the way down (all dark of course), and when we get to the end, there's a staircase that leads to the next floor. after taking about 10 minutes just to get down a 200 foot hallway, we all say, fuck that, and turn around. oh yeah, tony was there too, and he starts calling us pussies, and as we're walking back, he just stays there. we say, fuck him, and start our way back. this whole time, Nick Davies is saying "guys, we gotta wait for tony, c'mon guys". we continue to walk. then, about 75 feet down the hall, we turn around, and tony is gone. we're all freaked out, but we just keep walking. by the time we're almost at the end of the hallway, we finally see tony's silhouette against the light behind him, and are a little relieved. as we're about to go out the door, Beeler is intrigued by a lit room, so he just walks right in. it seems to be the front entrance to the school. there are about 50 large plastic bags filled with what we thought was asbestos safety suits (plastics suits, gloves, gas masks), so we start getting a little more panicked. there are two mobile looking things hanging from the ceiling, and next thing we know, beeler pulls one down (he says "they were the only thing that was left from when the building was still a functioning school. I had to have it...", and he probably got a nice asbestos shower all over his head and clothes. at this point we've had enough, and don't look foward to the lung cancer which will be our final demise in the near future, so we decided to head out. so, we only explored one floor of three, and this part of the building was one of three huge parts I believe. so there is much more to explore, but I really don't look foward to it/want to, for I was freaked out enough as it was. I was so freaked out that we'd shine the flashlight in one of the dark rooms, and find a nice colony of crack addicts, who would chase us and claw our faces to death. shit, I'm still jostled up about this, and will probably have nightmares. sweet dreams, I'm sure I won't have 'em.