The thing about new houses around here is that they're often built on top of older ones. It's not entirely uncommon to find loose floorboards leading to the remnants of an old attic and the three storey house beneath. Usually the builders leave this feature to give the occupants additional storage but sometime they just don't get the chance to seal everything below away.
Ever since they built the new estate out by Old Nursery Road, we've lost more builders than ever - almost one a week and there's still three years to go before they're expected to be finished. A cousin of mine toured one of the completed houses, posing as a potential buyer rather than a concerned relative wondering where her uncle had gone.
She told us everything seemed perfectly normal but, as we predicted, there was a small trapdoor in the corner of the kitchen that she knew would lead to another house. She managed to sneak onto the site a few hours after the last shift had gone, heading straight to that house once more.
The front door was unlocked, which should have tipped her off but she just wanted to check out the lower house and see if our uncle was there or if there was any trace of him at all. She came to the kitchen just in time to see the trapdoor slowly opening and something with enormous amber eyes on glistening black stalks peering out.
As she frantically tiptoed her way back outside she heard our uncle's voice calling to her from the direction of the kitchen. He asked her to come back with more relatives so that we could all go down to "The Old Town" and "come home for good".
She went missing a few days after she told us all this, leaving us a note asking us to follow her home.
Ever since they built the new estate out by Old Nursery Road, we've lost more builders than ever - almost one a week and there's still three years to go before they're expected to be finished. A cousin of mine toured one of the completed houses, posing as a potential buyer rather than a concerned relative wondering where her uncle had gone.
She told us everything seemed perfectly normal but, as we predicted, there was a small trapdoor in the corner of the kitchen that she knew would lead to another house. She managed to sneak onto the site a few hours after the last shift had gone, heading straight to that house once more.
The front door was unlocked, which should have tipped her off but she just wanted to check out the lower house and see if our uncle was there or if there was any trace of him at all. She came to the kitchen just in time to see the trapdoor slowly opening and something with enormous amber eyes on glistening black stalks peering out.
As she frantically tiptoed her way back outside she heard our uncle's voice calling to her from the direction of the kitchen. He asked her to come back with more relatives so that we could all go down to "The Old Town" and "come home for good".
She went missing a few days after she told us all this, leaving us a note asking us to follow her home.
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