The long, relaxed soak done, I run through my quick routine of exercises to keep things tight and in shape. A bit of cardio to finish up, a quick shower to clean off the sweat, and I dressed in jeans and a tee, with some running shoes. There were still a few hours before the scheduled dinnertime, so I set out to do some exploring.

It was not long before I was in a copse, surrounded by thick undergrowth. And here was a pit, covered with a 'grass' throw! One of Michael's first poor efforts at a trap, no doubt. Climbing down carefully, I found the entrance to an underground tunnel at the bottom! Hmm... perhaps a 'hiding hole' or some such, rather than a trap. Pulling out my torch, I inspected the opening and, lo and behold! An electrical connection to the door. A moment's effort and I jumped the indicator's line, making the connection ineffective. I crawled into the tunnel, and was shortly able to straighten up inside! A long tunnel with light at the end lay to my left; the tunnel to the right dark and foreboding.

Deciding to trace the left, a quick jog and I found the source of the light; a bare-stone exit at the base of the rocky hills along the North edge of the island. Perhaps a spot to take note of... I drew this onto the rough map I had created from my grandfather's memories and my own observations. Returning to the tunnel, I dashed down the tunnel to the south, heading in the general direction of the Mansion. The tunnel walls narrow and become stone-lined, with blackened marks along the ceiling from flaming torches from years gone by. It widened suddenly, with many doors along each side. A central area showed signs of recent use, so I began to look for an exit.

Moments of quick searching led me to a stairway up, I followed it into what should have been an area above the ground and found myself to be in the garaging space for the car. Finding the door to the outside, I ducked into the trees just in time to avoid being seen by the driver. After parking and exiting the car, she walked briskly towards the Mansion.

Back into the tunnel, I followed in the direction towards the older section of the building, and found another stairway up into the house. It ended at a bare wall, sending me into a search for a trip switch. A small recess in the rock overhead proved to be the spot, and the wall opened before me, into a hallway. Quick exploration showed it was the second floor, near my room; another marking for my map. I returned to my room and discovered a young, slender man working with a wire and jimmy bar, attempting to open my trunk!

"Errr, Hi!" he said. "You must be cousin Marigay! I'm Jason Speed." He blushed to his collar, trying to distract from the situation.

"And what the FUCK do you think you are doing in my room, trying to open my trunk?"