After driving for 15 minutes up the mountain, they pulled into, well, a ghost town. Old buildings, log fences, and walkways covered in dust-just the perfect representation of a ghost town. "Is this place sanitary?" Sylvester asked, not moving away from the car. "What do you think? People haven't lived here in hundreds of years and tourists have wandered around here," Happy said as she gestured around her. Paige glared at the mechanic, "All of that may be true, but the state has assured that it's safe for everyone." Sly nodded and caught up with the group.
"Now where to start, group leader?" Toby said with a smirk. Paige took it seriously and pointed to the right. "We'll look at the buildings first, then we can go to the junk yard."
The team followed her.
The town had a few buildings that were still standing, but most were gone. One building, the jailhouse, was being restored to its former glory.
All of the other buildings were houses. In some of them, you could see some memorabilia. Including blankets and clothing.
When everyone was finished looking around, they went over to the junk yard. Sylvester stood a yard away from it, but the others went in. Happy was having a blast examining all of the tools and machines. She knew exactly what they were and when they were used. Walter and Paige went into the souvenir shop instead. Walter made fun of the 'extremely difficult' crossword puzzles as Paige admired the items in the jewelry case. The genius saw that she was fond of a necklace in the top right corner.
When Paige left the shop to round up the rest of the team, Walter went over to the clerk by the case. "Excuse me, ma'am?" The clerk turned to face him. "Can you put that on hold or anything?"
"I sure can."
That night, after they got back to the cabin, everyone sat on the couch and talked the night away.