{You.} Love, Ben.

“To Gold Point”

(If you’re just now tuning in, this is another installment that is part of an ongoing series. You can start at the beginning- youloveben.com/choose-your-own-adventure)


That’s what the last legible sign in Rhyolite offered up, so you pack into your vehicle and start heading out towards this Gold Point.

The road looks pretty sparse, but there are power lines nearby and you see a house in the distance.

Maybe you’ll find help, a drink of something cool and refreshing in this crazy heat… directions back to civilization, even?

Getting to that house was no problem, but you realize pretty quickly that even if they were inside, they had no intention of answering.

You call out hello but nothing… no one responds.

A smashed-up car and assorted parts are rusting about in the yard. Other than the dust devil that whips around every so often, there is absolutely no sign of activity. The door is locked. The windows are intact and covered from the inside.

Knocking on the door, you could have sworn you heard some scuffling sound inside. It was unsettling. You have a feeling that breaking in would be really stupid, so you eventually move on.

Hopefully you’ll find Gold Point before dark.

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