Arrival
It was a long and tedious drive, and Leon sighed in relief when he spotted the lake. He parked in front of the motel and made his way to the reception. The place appeared to be old, like a relic from the 1960s encased in concrete.
It didn’t appear to be properly kept either. When he entered the reception area, every piece of furniture and decor appeared to be worn. The woman at the desk didn’t appear particularly welcoming.