Lost Place

Project HAARP:

In 1982, at the peak of the Cold War, the U.S. Military based in Southwest Germany began experimenting with high intensity electromagnetic waves. Supposedly the purpose was to manipulate the weather.

After a series of 28 fatal incidents in the surrounding area the program was cancelled and all facilities were shut down.

Until today...

Sorry, Dude.

It's the Kebab, I swear.

Are you looking or not?

Haven't seen anything yet.

I celebrate every day like every day is the weekend. I let yesterday be yesterday.

I celebrate every day like every day is the weekend.

What's her name again?

Elli. - No, I mean, you know, her codename.

On the internet. How does she call herself? Wasp? - WASP.

WASP! Shit, man!

So? - What?

What do you think of her?

She's nice.

She is nice? Dude, my grandma is nice! Come on. Let's hear it. You are totally into her.

Man, I hope her friend is hot, too.

This time we're going to party hard.

Thomas! Quit bugging me.

What's the matter? Stay cool, man.

Seriously, Dude, I'm gonna go along with everything, but if you keep behaving like a monk again, forget it.

Tell you what...

This is not at all about your little Easter eggs nor is it about your treasure hunt.

Dude, they wanna check you out.

They wanna see what makes you tick. They are chicks. It's all about female psychology

You have to learn to read the signs!

Take me for example...

I'm gonna approach this slowly and smoothly.

What's up?

Hey.

I thought you would look different...

Wolverine.

More hairy.

Are you disappointed... Wasp?

I don't know yet.

What about you guys?

Are you doing this together regularly?

You mean the geocaching?

No, that's more his thing.

Have you also done the night shot trip? - Yeah, that area was fantastic.

Except for the animal bones inside the cache. That was weird.

Yeah, they were disgusting.

And what do you usually do when you are not roaming around the woods with two guys?

I am going to go to college this fall to study business in Mainz.

Cool.

Sorry.

What about you guys?

High school. Senior. A nightmare.

Join the club. Same here.

Well, I am also considering going to college to study biochemistry.

I'm a sucker for nature.

Wow!

Did you notice they were extremely secretive about this cache on the web?

Even though the tour doesn't seem to be that difficult at all. Just two coordinates and Bingo!

And yet the cache has been there for over six months.

You know, someone must have found it by now.

Excuse me.

Hiiiii! No, I'm still out with Ellie. We're going into the woods. Yeah, sucks big time!

Dude, what's the matter with you?

Excuse me, what's this about?

Some nut job who is taking pictures of clouds in this area.

I'll have one.

What's this? The button for a rocket booster?

It's the remote button for the accelerator.

You have a remote control for the car?

Whoa! Crazy!

But the brakes are not working.

Yeah, braking doesn't function properly yet.

Although, theoretically, it should be simple.

Nowadays, practically all cars have electronic braking systems controlled by computers.

What's the first waypoint?

Yeah, bummer. But we could see each other -- - I am now going to read what we'll have to do.

Sweetie, I'll call you back later. We have to get on with this thing.

Find out the number on the emergency call box to the right of the road?

Wow, exciting!

Over there! Can you see it?

Ah, fresh air. - Thank you.

What's the matter with you?

Why didn't you stay home if you don't wanna be here at all?

Elli, cause I wanted to spend time with you before I leave for college.

But I was rather thinking about going to a spa.

Too bad.

Sweetie, I know you are pissed off about me leaving.

But it's time to think about what I wanna do in my life. - Forget about it.

Whoa! Look at that.

Daniel, there's something on your... - What?

Right here. - Yuck! Wipe it off!

Wipe it off!

I'm telling you, whenever he sees an insect, he freaks out completely.

Uh-huh.

Come on.

Look!

Oh yeah, that's the one.

Sixteen.

You said you were good with numbers.

So...

Okay, I just did the calculations twice. It should be right at 32 degrees northwest.

Give me the GPS.

But you are driving. - I can handle it.

What's next?

To crack the code, you must stop at the wooden sign --

Ah...rats, why do I always get sick when I read in the car?

Because of the vestibular system of your ears. Your brain gets confused with mixed signals of motion.

Thanks. - Sorry.

It's okay, sounds almost like a compliment.

"Vestibular system."

Why do you always use your GPS? Check this, there is an iPhone app for that.

Yes, but the accuracy of your phone is within 10 metres while the GPS is within 2 metres.

That does make it a bit easier.

"That does make it a bit easier..."

Where would you like to study biochemistry?

Erm... Heidelberg. - Cool. Don't they have restricted admissions?

Yeah, sure. Quite a bunch.

Everybody, we are about to arrive any minute now.

Check this out. I just downloaded a GPS app.

Stop! We have to go left.

Gee -- - Dude, watch out!

Are you okay?

Rocky Hills Campground

Take a photo of that sign.

Now that's what I call a brick of phone. Let me do it.

OK.

Send the picture to the following e-mail address...

...cerberus@twilightzone. com - No prob.

Quite handy to be online all the time, huh?

Crazy! - What is this?

Sick.

I've never had a cache like this before.

Where's he going now?

Do you need help?

It's opening easily.

Come on.

Et Voila.

This is not allowed. We are not supposed to drive through here.

If it were not allowed, the gate would have been properly locked, don't you think.

But if it were allowed, there would be no need for a sign.

I don't get it.

Oh fuck! - Dude!

Shit!

Before building a remote control, you better learn to drive.

Jerk!

Ooh. Nice.

Hey, stop that!

Come on, man!

Yeah!

Dude!

Only 300 metres to go.

What a ramshackle.

Maybe it's some kind of hippie place.

Looks like it was just abandoned.

Look. This time it's actually for you.

"Code 29"?

I don't get it. The description doesn't say anything about a code.

Okay.

This way. Come on.

39 metres.

Phata pond, huh? - Cool.

Wow, that's what I'd call a natural spa.

It must be somewhere around here. Come!

That's the spot.

Shit.

Is your GPS waterproof?

Any volunteers?

No, thanks. I'm not really into swamp lakes.

Okay.

No prob. I'll do it.

Oops, sorry.

Dude, this thing isn't working. - Why?

Fuck you, asshole! - Dude!

Gee.

Bit of an image neurosis, huh? - Now and then. He always needs to show how rad he is.

Now what? - Well, dive!

Right here?

I think I can feel something.

Dude, I think l found something --

Let the show begin.

Well, it can't possibly be that deep, right?

Hey!

Thomas?

Thomas!

Hey!

You thought I drowned, didn't you?

Dude!

Just kidding.

Let me have a look!

I got it...

Yo, and I'm gonna open it, Dude!

Thomas!

Okay, let me try.

It was pretty heavy to free this thing from the creepers.

Yeah right.

I've never seen such a cool box.

Awesome. I have to take some pictures.

That is what the code is for.

Cool.

Oh great, someone left their rotten sandwiches.

I heard that someone once found the remains of a tapeworm in a box.

Yuck! That's disgusting, Elli.