This house held no secrets. It's shameful stature ricketing on a fragile frame. We were there to rid the town of the sore spot that resided in the middle of town.. convenience would have it, common, yet unfortunately circumstances happened where we must conduct our work at night.
Dreadful old thing it was. It was honestly hard to fathom the inhabitants of a nice family living happily playing board games or watching the tele. The floors creaked as well as the doors squeaked. The odorous smell of mold accompanied the mildew that filled the crevices in the doorway.
My friend/ partner in crime knocked on the door humorously calling out " is anybody home?" I replied with a smile " I guess they must be out at the moment. "
He shrugged his shoulders then aggressively kicked in the door. A cold waft of air that smelled like old wet laundry was accompanied by the squeals of a massive rat that scurried past my feet and down the stairs of the house's wooden porch. " I guess he didn't get the eviction notice ha" he said. We shared a laugh and proceeded in.
At this point the job had become quite routine and we began initializing the normal set up. We stomped around to assure the grounds weren't rotted. We cautiously checked cabinets for rodents. We even shut the blinds and hit the music. It wasn't long until we had basically ripped a t rex like a bite out of every wall. We even ripped almost every floorboard from the nails that held them and created a pile out front that came up waist high
Me and my pal jumped into the space below the floorboards. Our heads stood on our shoulders between two wooden beams that remained. Even the floorboards were so damp they rotted to the point of white cotton. The web-like mold covered the entirety of one beam that connected to the front door. It spread all the way from the bottom of the door to the dirt in one...