The cache is outside the building, in order not to endanger you on purpose. You will pass however the one remaining entrance to the vestiges of this once very sumptous habitat. Non guided tours by fellow LP enthousiasts are undertaken on your own risks and perils.
Come closer don't be shy
Stand beneath a rainy sky
The moon is over the rise
Think of me as the train goes by
11 July 1984 - A Ford Mustang - The way home of the fellow passenger's 20iest birthday party.
It was not that much the drinks or else, it was rather the exuberance of a young driver who was too spoiled with nippy cars.
Later we found out that the designated driver crashed his 5th car that night within 2 years. His dad already bought him a new sportster while the fellow comatose passenger fought to survive.
At the front you'll see the damaged wall next to the garage entrance where the car hit. It has never been refurbished as the house has been abandoned since then. Both passenger wore seat belts but the clash was heavy. The driver was ejected in the front garden and survived badly injured. The fellow passenger Vicky landed unfortunately deep down in the garage doorway. The emergency rescue team did not detect him. It was only about two hours later when the driver enquired about his best friend, that a second team was send out to search for him. He was in a coma by then and died 3 weeks after.
As said, the house has been abandoned since then. At the beginning the silk wallpaper and golden swan-taps Testified of a more glorious aera of this place. Now it's all junk and creeps.