"An abandoned old store stands on a little used country road. In the 30's it was a centre for the community. When the workday was finished, Mr. Fenton would gas up his old car and check the radiator before heading for his favourite fishing spot. Now as the city draws ever closer with its tall buildings standing like jagged teeth biting at the evening sunset, the trail to Mr. Fenton's past is hidden by urban growth. If you find this store, watch very patiently. You may see the old man preparing for his evening fishing trip."

- James Lumbers