(S29) PT 1 - Training Camp

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S9 Training Camp by Dorothy Zbornak

This year for training camp, I thought I’d see if the Second Line were interested in trying something a little different; a little…spooky.

Outside of Savannah, GA, there is a little island in the marshes called Oatland Island. There is an old hospital from the late 1800’s there that has been used for a lot of nasty stuff, but long story short it is ghost central, and for the right price, the owners will let you stay overnight on the island. What better way could there possibly be for the entire team to get their heart rate up for 12 hours straight?!?

Due to the terms of my contract, I knew that D. Rector was legally obligated to accompany me whether he wanted to or not, but after I floated the idea around the locker room, I had quite a bit of interest; that new guy Jackson who won’t stop talking about Harry Potter or whatever, Ishereally Invisible who might himself be a ghost, even that polar bear Quentin wanted in (Even though he’s retired he still showers with us sometimes). Pretty much the whole team wanted to see what was up, so I made a reservation, packed up my sweet new ghost-hunting gear, and off we went.

We arrived at the old hospital at sunset, and right away I knew we had made a mistake. Nekkid had almost gotten chomped by a gator on the boat ride over, and apparently Witten gets gassy when he’s scared. We made our way into the abandoned sanitarium and paired off to explore.

Cut to myself, Mellot, and Barker cowering behind a rusty claw-foot tub while Toblerone (and I guess Invisible, but who knows) got swung around by some indescribable horror. I wish I could tell you more about the sickening geometry if its unknowable form, but like I said, it was indescribable. Luckily the ghost-hunting kit I got as part of my contract included the proton pack prop that Ernie Hudson wore in Ghostbusters 2. We were able to startle the incomprehensible thing long enough for Toblerone (and hopefully Invisible, but I’m not totally sure) to break away, and we all ran for it. After a brisk 12 mile swim through the alligator infested swamps, we made it back to the mainland unscathed except for significant bloodless due to mosquitoes.

I don’t think I’ve ever had more fun. I already put a sign-up sheet up in the locker room to see if anybody wants to investigate the Overlook Hotel next time we play Colorado.