What lies beneath those heavy cellar doors that haven't been opened in decades? Why does the previous owner's family refuse to discuss what happened down there? Which corner of the basement makes the temperature drop twenty degrees, and what's buried under that fresh concrete?
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“We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats’ feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar
Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;”
― T.S. Eliot, The Hollow Men
Iä! Iä! What was that noise? He left his newspaper in the coffee table and took his glasses off. The wood inside the fireplace was crackling. He ran into the kitchen and grabbed a candle. Where was his lighter? He searched his pocket and discovered his metal lighter which he used to light the candle. The wooden boards were cracking as he moved toward the cellar. As he opened the door he heard a muffled weep. He started descending to the cellar…Here is a 2-story house including a small cellar.
