Ok ,Ok . I know it's been five years, but time is not the issue here. As I was saying ~~~~ I walked around the room hoping to get some reassurance that I was not alone! Nothing , just nothing. Feeling a sense of " well the old building must just be creaking , loudly " I walked back to the kitchen and looked across the well worn old room. Many young children over the years , I thought, have been fed here and many a loud child has sounded through this divider wall on my left. The old worn black, scratched and dated appliances seem in stagnant order, before me . These hulks are to ancient to move and only I would work on this brut, I questioned ! The dark and dulled pine wood food make-up area, to the right side of the room, looks intact. Old dingy pine seems to close in on my view as I look to the only place left to view ~ the cellar door.
That couldn't be of importance as the loud bang came from behind me, not from that side of the kitchen, I thought . Hued in the light of a dying day, my vision is weakened by the brightness of the only window in the room, next to the door. " Couldn't be, nah , that light only hits the door ! " Too bright not worth my time, right ? I'll get this one done and who cares about this old building, anyway.
Leaning over, I reposition my knees onto the mop smoothed concrete. How many cooks have walked this path between the trash cans behind me and the oven before, hoping for good cupcakes ? Hum , I'm hungry. In I enter the oven cavity, head down, wrenches in hand. Ok, I'll just finish tightening this old nut and this job is history. WHissssk .......... ,like the sound of a bottle rocket taking off .............BLAMMM......... my ears ringing........clack ,clack, silence......................... What the f ?........Falling back out against the dented grey smelly trash cans .... I see, to my floor level right ......... the metal, saucer shaped lid of the can I lay against........... Thinking only, in dead silence, " what the hell was that " . Hard left head swing ,hard right, standup, look over partition wall, don't move ~ listen......... Nah.... look ...look fast no time to waste ...... catch that dude ,friend ,camper, bear....... wow. Stop .... Bears everywhere up here !!! Stop ...... no way door looks latched. OK check the door to the kitchen ~ locked !!! Fine I'm alone ~~~~~ then how is that trash can lid over there and I need to get out of here,anyway. For sure I'm done anyway.
Pick up the can lid ! Yah ,don't want to have them think I was messy around on a service call ! I'm out of here. Walk back to the oven ,360 degree inspection, quick duck down with head up, feeling for tools and used parts. Have to look down, oh crud, forgot to put oven 30 pound oven plate back in ! Up again ,360 view , grab plate. moving too slow with this large weight . darn it ,down too long. Bang , shove and up ! Whew that was just wrong. Who cares ,grab the tools and I'm out. Over,Down and Up.........................................
................................................... That cellar door is open!!!!!!!!!................freeze.................step back hit, bang move trash can against wall.............. darn it everything is loud ,my ears are ringing................... but no noise...................... Ok Ok Ok this is ridiculous. I am the guy who loves Hallowen and believes none of it !!!! .... sure this is just a prank, the best........ Down go the tools.............. THE CELLAR DOOR .................... to be continued.........
