Chapter 7 - Searching The Attic For Old House Records
Leaving Caroline and the children in the bedroom, I marched up the pull-down stairs into the dark, dusty attic.
The overhead bulb flickered to life, casting a harsh yellow glow over old cardboard boxes and discarded holiday decorations.
I began rummaging through the filing cabinet near the corner where we stored the original architectural blueprints of the house.
My fingers traced the folded blue paper until I found the structural schematics stamped by the county building inspector in nineteen-ninety-eight.
Unfolding the large blueprints across an empty wooden crate, I studied the interior wall dimensions with intense scrutiny.
There was a massive discrepancy between the exterior square footage and the compartmentalized interior layout.
A hidden cavity spanning the entire length of the second-floor hallway had been deliberately omitted from the public records.
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The previous owner hadn't just built a home; they had engineered an elaborate subterranean bunker within the residential framing.
I pulled out my flashlight, walking toward the far corner of the attic where the HVAC ventilation shafts disappeared downward.
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