Canon 5D, ISO 50, 1/160 sec, f/4.5, 17mm
A friend of mine and me went out to check out two abandoned farms he found during his travels. The first one was in the middle of field, and we did ask a farmer for permission to enter. The second farm was in a little better shape, but the house wasn't as dramatic as the first one. Still I marked it on a map, for a possible shoot location. So we decided to go back to the first farm. The sun was getting low on the horizon and it was getting dark. I tried a couple of shots, but was only satisfied with a couple of them, so I decided to wait for real dark. It started getting cold. The house looked spooky, and my friend disappeared in a grove of trees. My imagination started to wander. Then out of no where my flashes started going off one by one. It wasn't dark enough yet for time lapse photos, but I knew the batteries were going to run out if I didn't turn off these strobes. I came to the house, it was dark inside and all I could think of is cold clammy hands grabbing me when I entered. I got really spooked. I managed to turn the strobes off.... We waited for darker conditions, but it was getting really cold, bone chilling cold. I faced my fear and went back to the house and turned the strobes back on. After a few minutes they started to go off by themselves again. I tried a couple of shots with longer shutter speeds, but I maybe because the batteries were cold and used, they weren't firing properly. So no shots came out. I did vow one thing though, to return again when the weather is warmer, and try it again. Right now all I have to show is mediocre shots of the Haunted House. Enjoy.