Abandoned since WWII everything had just been left there to rot.
No explanation given and no one had asked why.
Sometimes people try to figure it out but they never get far.
They get found soon after, never in one piece mind you.
That doesn't happen often though, generally only their hands are.
Always have flecks of paint on them too, paint that dates back to the War.
Something in that airfield doesn't want to be touched.
The most recent discovery was, for once, a whole corpse jammed into the fencing.
Poor sod, they had to cut the fence away with him on it and cart it all off.
He's the first to have evidence with him, to be able to show us what's on the inside.
The police missed his camera but some morbid person put the video online.
It starts with him holding the camera to his face and cheerfully introducing himself.
Gavin Lewisham, a person so average you felt you'd seen him before.
He kept the camera in his hand, steady at first but shakier as the film progressed.
Every so often you could see shadowy people walking around, Gavin didn't seem to notice.
He came across the soldier's quarters, everything strewn about as if they let in a hurry.
Reading through papers strewn on the floor he found something about a flight gone wrong.
Worse than wrong, the plane caught fire before it had a chance to leave the ground.
Cockpit had jammed too, the pilot and co-pilot had burnt to death while everyone else stared on.
At this point Gavin swore he smelt smoke and as he turned a shadowy figure darted past him.
He didn't notice it and continued to explore as much of the officer's area as he could.
About halfway through the video he put the camera down on a table and took a lunch break.
Charred hands grasped the table on either side of him as he chatted to the camera.
When he'd finished and picked the device up again it pointed down briefly and two burnt bodies
could be seen crouched on either side of him, faces tilted up and gaping eye sockets staring.
They stood up as Gavin walked away and followed him outside as he headed for the hangers.
All of the doors were off their hinges which seemed to worry him but he pressed on regardless.
The planes were still inside, much to his delight and the view leapt about as he ran for one.
It went altogether for a brief moment as he clambered onto one to peer into the cockpit.
He let out a startled shriek as he found corpses within, hands missing.
In his panicked state he fell from the wing he's been perched on and the camera clattered away.
A pair of charred feet slowly walked into the screen and stopped as Gavin rushed to pick the cam up.
As he raised it to eye level it panned up the scorched figure, you could almost make out the uniform.
He ran to the door only to find it locked and frantically picked the closest one which led to hanger 2.
Inside he found a gaping hole in the roof, light filtering down onto the singed remains of a plane.
From there the footage was jerky, cutting between static and close-ups of the wreckage.
It was drawing to an end as it panned over the remains of the two burnt pilots.
Their heads snapped towards Gavin and the footage cut again to him running away from the hanger.
Shadowy figures chased him, he dropped the camera as he tried to climb the fence.
The last few seconds showed those shadowy figures pressing him into the fence.
As the swarm of hazy beings left you could hear Gavin gasping for breath, limbs twitching.
They stilled and a charred hand reached for the camera, body off screen.
That's how the footage ended, at least we now know where the other bodies are.
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