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One of the new arrivals had described the lodge as vast and beautiful, Dark Point lodge was indeed an amazing building, especially upon first seeing the structure. The Point, as it is called by the locals, is a massive five story lodge, immaculately maintained, with all of its original fixtures retained.

The lobby was a grand spectacle, with its ceiling reaching up a full story, and a most fantastic antique chandelier handing from the center. Along the highest point of each of the four walls the observant visitor will find lush murals, painted by the most renowned artists of Italy and France, brought to the Americas at great cost.

In some of its finer features Dark Entry lodge resembles the finest of European mansions.

Adrian was somewhere about, he spent the majority of his day walking around the lodge, checking rooms for any repairs that might need taken care of. When the Point was full of visitors the lodge was fully staffed, but this was only the very beginning of the busy season and so it was severely understaffed, the people which had already hired weren't due for another five days.

The representative for the modeling agency had done their homework well, they had booked the Point for this very reason; less residents meant less interference from the public, this was particularly important due to the fact that several models were fairly well known in the industry, and so there was a slight possibility of interference by some crazed, obsessed fan.

At this time there was but a handful of employees at the Point, several maids, a young bellhop by the name of Pete Sandoval, and the head repairman Ralph Bermont. Each member of the staff had their own room in the very back right corner of the lodge, these rooms were reserved the least, as this section of the Point faced the old woods.