Mount Ephraim
I found this town entirely by accident, and I may have been her first visitor in recent memory. I was in Camden last Spring Break visiting some friends, and I had gone out hiking for a day. Near twilight, I found myself in the middle of a small, uninhabited town. A few one-story houses and a larger building that looked like the town hall were all that was left standing. The entire place was surrounded by dense forest, and being there near twilight made it seem eerily lifelike. This was only compounded by was the fact that everything was intact; it looked as if everyone had simply dropped what they were doing and went out for the evening. If it weren't for the rotten wood and cobwebs, I would have thought I'd stumbled on to some sort of secluded Amish village.
Mount Ephraim has become something of a pet project for me, and I go searching for evidence every time I'm in the neighborhood. The postmortem has been a confusing process. There is no sign of looting; one house even sported an entire table set with the chairs pushed in. I have not found any uninterred bones, and suspect that whatever caused this city death, it was not disease. I find it possible that the townsfolk were forewarned of a coming disaster and managed to move to safety, but whatever disaster they were awaiting, it never came. The town is as well-preserved as some wild west set towns I've visited, which are always maintained by a caretaker.
I continue my research into the death of Mount Ephraim. Any and all headway will be promptly posted when I get around to it.