From the quick walk-though, I was already mentally calculating all of the expenses and amount of time it would be before this house project would be complete. I could hear the floorboard squeaking beneath my boots with every step–this home improvement would be worth the wait.
When I got to the second floor, I noticed a hatch in the ceiling. Darren and I didn’t see it before, nor did the realtor mention it at all. What the hell was it doing here and what could possibly be up there?
And more importantly, who the hell was running around up there while this house was being worked on?
Part of me wondered if this was intentionally left out and hidden, possibly hiding some kind of secret.
I paused for a moment, waiting to hear something from Darren. His voice didn’t call out for a minute or so.
I called out again. No answer.