Surveying the area, the four searched around the loch until Arthur came across a path that took them to a village. It's on uneven terrain so they carefully walked down the brick stairs onto the hilly road through the village of 300. Glancing at the buildings, they looked like they've not been touched for centuries, pristine as it were, and the more they looked they heard bellowing goats as a shepherd guided them through the village towards the summer patch.

Slowly, the four embarked on a walk through the village until they found an elderly woman pulling weeds from the side of her stoop and asked her where they were. She's surprised to see strangers in the village and Matt convinced her that they're passing through and gotten lost. Weary, the woman asked where they're from and they each gave their answers to the elderly woman. Ripley caught her looking between Matt and Arthur and inquired why the looks, she's surprised when the elderly woman told her that it's because of the loch.

Men who hunt near the loch at night never return from there and it's causing panic among the villagers because of it. At least six men went missing from the area and they haven't been found since.

It wasn't wolves or anything of the sort, but something else entirely.

Something that might've made people roll their eyes now if they heard it, but the elderly woman's deathly serious about this, so the four listened diligently.

There's a legend about a beautiful woman that lived in the village hundreds of years earlier who pined for a simple blacksmith, her father worked as the collector for the regional lord.

Equally smitten, the lovers planned their futures day and night, the blacksmith hopeful to gain a commission from a nobleman so he'd get the coins needed to secure their future.

Everything was setting up to be a fairytale story, but came to a grinding halt.

One day when the regional lord came to the village for a round of collections and caught sight of the collector's beautiful daughter and wanted her for himself, no one else will do.

Peasant or not, her beauty made up for it, and the regional lord's haughty nature wouldn't let someone like her slip away, so he'll get her one way or another.

He demanded her hand in marriage and if she wouldn't comply, he'd throw her father into debtor's prison and increase the tax of the village until every villager became impoverished.

Forced with a terrible situation, the beautiful daughter concocted a plan. She implored the blacksmith to aide her and he did.

The beautiful daughter obliged to the regional lord's demands, but only if he won a sword fight against her champion.

She knew the regional lord loved showing off so she knew he'd accept the terms, if only to prove a point.

The regional lord did just that and vowed to win the sword fight against whoever the beautiful daughter's chosen champion.

With the match set, the blacksmith worked tirelessly to prepared a comparable sword to the regional lord's.

Unfortunately, the blacksmith couldn't fight. He was a peasant and peasants weren't allowed to raise arms against the lords.

The beautiful daughter begged people in the village to aide her in her quest, besieging them to find a worthy champion to win the sword fight.

Knowing that it wouldn't end with her marrying the regional lord, the village worked to find the champion.

Resulting in the appearance of a strange man.

No one knows who he was or where he came from, but he accepted the position as the beautiful daughter's champion.

However, he didn't want any coins for his service, nothing of the sort, instead he merely asked for a favour.

It's strange as the strange man, but it's as good as any, at least what the beautiful daughter thought.

She accepted his terms and promised to heed to whatever favour he asked her.

Elated that she had her champion, the beautiful daughter felt at ease as she waited for the day of the match and the regional lord returned to the hamlet with his best sword.

The match was set near the loch and the strange man and the regional lord started their match.

Spectators watched the sword fight until it ended with the regional lord down on his knees, bleeding heavily.

Having lost, the regional lord's forced to flee from the village, allowing the beautiful daughter to finally wed her beloved.

The strange man disappeared shortly after he'd won the fight, so the beautiful daughter eventually forgot about him, and prepared for the wedding.

Everything was set and the beautiful daughter couldn't wait.

Time slowed and she couldn't stand the wait any longer, it gnawed at her constantly, that one night she finally went up to the loch to walk around, clear her head.

She didn't see anyone around and it was only her, until she noticed in the distance, the strange man who volunteered to be her champion on the opposite side of the loch.

At that hour, who knew what the beautiful daughter felt seeing the strange man there in the darkness, but supposedly, the strange man was the devil and that favour he wanted was for her soul. Having blanket agreeing to his favour, the beautiful daughter couldn't refuse, even if she tried, and after that night, the beautiful daughter never returned from her walk.

The villagers searched high and low, but they never found her and it's said that her spirit's trapped in the loch, waiting for her beloved that since moved on from the village in heartbreak and died of the plague shortly after.

On gloomy nights, no moon in the sky, no wind, only silence, you'll see her spirit wandering around the shores of the loch, aimlessly, looking for her beloved.

If you're a man and you should encounter her, she'll mistake you as her beloved and drag you to your watery grave.

Because of the legend, the village won't go near the loch, not even for water, and instead travel to another water source further away from the village. Hunters never go near the loch after sunset and they always come home before then, afraid of getting caught by the ghost of Elaine, still waiting for her true love, who'd never come.

As the elderly woman finished, the four shared looks with each other before Matt inquired if there been any recent disappearances. He learned as the elderly woman bitterly yanked out a weed that a boy around his age went missing not too long ago, went up to the loch at night when he shouldn't, never came back since.

Thanking the elderly woman for her time, the four moved on and discussed what'd she told them.

"A legend?" Arthur quizzically looked at them. "It brought us here for a legend?"

It sounded far fetched for Arthur and he's traveled the world and back in a time machine!

Karen's at a lost as well as she crossed her arms, thinking about the legend. There's hardly bases for legends, just aptly legends, something that usually comes with a lesson. She looked at them and said, "I don't get it."

Frowning, Ripley suggested they gather more information about the alleged ghost and see what they can drum up, because evidently there's something here that the TARDIS wanted them to find, and they'd have to do it if they wanted to go home.

"So, what, you want us to camp at the loch?" Arthur blinked as he looked at Ripley.

Matt smiled at the idea of camping, even if it's for an investigation purpose, and excitedly said they can have a little cookout of their own by the loch.

"What're you planning, marshmallows and little sausage weenies?" Ripley's skeptic at Matt's plans as she watched the cogs in his head turning at full-force.

Shrugging his tweed shoulders, Matt said that it'll be fun.

"Assuming that little legend isn't true," Karen brought up a point.

They're only speculating that there's a chance that there's no ghost and the villagers were only superstitious. On top of that, if it turned out it is a ghost, they're out of their elements.

"So, we'll pretend we're ghostbusters," Matt shrugged.

Karen and Arthur stared at him confusingly and he points at Ripley, saying that he got it from her.

"Point is, we don't know what we're getting into," Ripley interjected.

Always starts off like this, taken to another place that wasn't intended, forced to investigate, and most of all, hope for the best.

Jodie told them once before when they finally chanced asking her about these situations.

She said that she only takes them to these types of places because she picked something up on the scanners that needed their attention, she can't exactly pinpoint, but she knows something's amiss that required the attention of the Doctor.

If the TARDIS took them here, then there's something here that the Doctor needed to attend.

So, if there's no ghost, then there's something tied to the loch that took the missing men.

As for the missing men, Ripley's not sure if they're even still alive at this point or the reasoning behind their disappearance.

If, should the stars align, they're alive, who knows what they encountered during their time missing, and if they'll lead normal lives afterwards.

If anyone would believe them, well, who knows?

"You know, I do remember Ripley stocking the TARDIS with some things," Arthur recalled Ripley at one point putting things in the TARDIS in case anything happened and they were stuck.

Some of it was camping gear, but it was for practical reasons, and one of them was a small grill.

On top of that, Ripley had provisions stowed away for if they're astray and needed food.

Especially, if they're in a place with questionable hygiene and practices that no longer existed in their time.

"Oh, I think you got some goodies stowed in the TARDIS, din't you?" Matt looked at Ripley.

Ripley always tried to keep a varied stock of things in the TARDIS for emergencies.

Food wise, Ripley kept nonperishables.

Recently, Matt convinced her to stow some meats in the freezer he found in the TARDIS one day.

Ripley didn't initially think about doing it, but Matt used his charms and she stowed some different cuts of different meats, something to keep their protein up if they get too sick of eating protein bars.

"Well, we can't eat anything here," Ripley sighed as she noted that the village looked like something from the 1500s. "Let's find out more about this ghost and then go back up to the loch."

With the makings of camping, there's plenty of food for the four to eat that wouldn't give them terrible repercussions.

"Sweet!" Karen's excited about them camping.

While they're there for something, until they know what that something is, she wanted to enjoy the littlest things.

That's camping by the loch, sitting around cooking food, huddled near their respected sweethearts with heavy blankets around them.

Ripley never went camping herself. Some points in her life she's offered to participate, but she declined every time. She hated the idea of sharing tents and dealing with bugs and God knows what else.

Well, that was then, Ripley encountered more things than anyone would've imagined and some of those being bugs, and she wouldn't mind if she shared a tent with Matt, but it's have to be a pretty big tent so the cot's big enough for them.

As for the others, they've camped before, mostly in primary school, summer clubs, that sort of thing.

Karen got in trouble for putting on war paint and declaring war on a rival, threw mash on her.

Arthur received numerous bites from mosquitos, but he got to pinch knickers (of course, he never mentioned this little part of him to anyone outside Karen!)

Matt went several times, loved every minute of it, of course he gotten sick once and had to come home because of it, but otherwise, he was up for camping.

It's good that these three knew about camping, because Ripley wouldn't know where to begin outside worrying about a hockey masked killer stalking the loch, threatening to kill them because of their trespass and inclinations.

… Ripley watched a lot of movies with camping in them and only knew that camping resulted in many things.

Drug fueled hazes.

Alcoholic blackouts.

Romps.

Pranks.

Property damages.

Environmental disasters.

Bodily harm.

Serial killers, both supernatural and mortal!

She doubted there's a hockey masked serial killer in 1500s Scotland, but considering their secondary jobs, it wouldn't past her the slightest at this point if someone of that vague likeness popped up later tonight when they start camping near the loch!