One Great Summer...

Hello curious citizens of America, it's me. The Hunter I. It's been a while, hasnt it? Well, I have a very, very good explanation for my absence. I've been on a bit of a vacation of sorts...except there wasn't much resting to be had. It all started in the beginning of July...

We had vacation plans to visit Washington DC. I was a little fearful of being so close to the Government's headquarters, but I finally agreed. After all, it's right by a lot of paranormal happenings. I'd like a goatman specimen, anyway. Please dont confuse him with Goatse. Moving along...

We stayed in an Embassy Suites in Alexandria, VA. The people there were less than happy to see me. Maybe because of my hair or maybe because of my aura of pure awesome. Either way, they seemed hormonal. And not in the good way. The hotel was pretty ritzy and the cook at the breakfast bar got really mad at me for requesting they fix the soda machine. Who seriously drinks orange juice for breakfast? Milk? Coffee? Mountain Dew is part of the Breakfast of Champions.

Also at the hotel was my good friend Jack Russel, Paleontologist/Author. He was actually in town to stop by Lab 7 at the Museum of Natural History. He hooked me up with some interesting stuff which I'll explain later. Also, I have reason to believe one of the lifeguards at the pool was a former member of the Nazi party.

The crazy thing is, though, quite unexpectedly, I was contacted by a group I'm not actually authorized to talk about here...well, call them Group X. They had an unusual Spectral Phenomenon. There seemed to be a ghost inhabiting a local area. Someone you're all familiar with. I'll let the picture speak for itself.

As you can see, I was able to capture the ghost on film. Unfortunately, there wasnt a lot I could do as far as exterminating a ghost goes. We tried pleasing it. Talking to it. We held a séance. Ouija board! Let me just say, Parker Brothers makes a really bad otherwordly-communication device. They eventually called in someone a little more knowledgeable on the subject.

I spent the rest of the day relaxing in my hotel room. I was really pooped, probably from all the ectoplasmic activity. I played Tales of Phantasia, if anyone is interested.

Well, I also got to see the sights of DC! You know, the Washington Monument. Lincoln Memorial. Uh...the war memorials. The White House. A bunch of guys trying to get you to join Scientology and giving out free personality tests.

I also saw war protestors. Oh, and the Mothman.

For some reason he showed up, and...Group X asked me if I'd help the settlement team. I agreed and we set out to stop him. It was really, really cool. I mean, how often do you get to shoot at the Mothman with a PSG-1? Very, very few.



I'm not actually authorized to tell you about what the negotiation said, but might I repeat myself? I got to shoot the friggin' Mothman.

Anyway, after my work on my field, they asked me to spend some time with them learning the trade. I couldnt pass! I ended up spending most of my summer there in training, but now I'm back home. And thats about all you guys need to know. I leave you with some great pictures.