Near here are some old university buildings, there still seems to be some activity going on in these but nobody knows what is going on. These buildings, expesially the ones closest to the trail you will need to go onto to get to this cache, have some lore behind them.
These buildings stories have changed and changed, its so hard to know what really happened, but from what ive gathered, this was once a sanatrium, or for most people a jail for the sick, you were sent here if you have terbuculosus. Many people suffered in horrible pain, coughing up blood, many died. Later when the mass fear of this disease died, the sick were still trapped inside. No medicine could help so they spent the rest of their life knowing there was no escape.
One man stuck out from all the rest, as most coughed hard with soar throught and felt horrible depression, as they would never see their families again, this man screamed, coughing up blood. letting it drip down his throat and neck, the nurses and doctors refuesed to help clean him because he told them he liked the blood, once a nurse tried to wash him. Once his bath was full he drowned her.
later he was sent to the electric chair, most people would be relived as this would quickly end their pain, but he wasnt calm at all. He laughed. As the lightning filled his body, he screamed 'Ego ibo juxta condictum revertar, et ego fortior eris quod sum' and then, nothing.
After years of court trials over the nurses death, and the decine of terburculous patients. The sanatrium was closed. The building still stood, and wouldnt be empty for long, soon this cursed building became a pyc ward. One again, it was prison filled with fear. Many of the mentally ill could either not controll their own bodies or had mutation, mentall and/or pysical.
One man stood out. He didn't seem to belong there at first, all he did was quietly cough, he seemed sick, but not in the brain. Until one night, when everyone was sent to their rooms, he didn't sleep, and neither did his bunk mate, both for different reasons, the bunk mates being that his throat was slit.
in the morning nurses rushed in, and the dead man was sent away, the coughing man sobbed, he odviously hadn't done it, somebody must have broke it. The man was still questioned by the doctors, he was given pills to relax him. However he never took them, he pretended he did, but one night when he was being questioned, another man died, the doctor had overdosed on the drugs, the coughing man was given, his throat cut open. Later that night, before the body was discovered every single person in the psyc ward throat was slight.
This man was sent to a firing squad, when asked what his final meal should be he said, chicken's necks. He ordered it extra rare. Later right before the bullets rang out he let out one last sentence 'Ego ibo juxta condictum revertar, et ego fortior eris quod sum'
This has now been translated, it is said, NEVER SAY THESE WORDS OUTLOUD, NEAR THESE BUILDINGS, for the second time the coughing man was alive, he was not truely alive, and may well come back, now that the buildings are empty he probably watches cars passing through the windows, and staring into the woods.
Enjoy your caching