In our attic, looking around with a flashlight to make sure water from a rainstorm isnt going anywhere bad. I peer over a railing into darkness with a flashlight. At the bottom I see old junk, but looking farther and farther I see buildings in the darkness. A cat the size of a jaguar strolls into the light, and it has what looks like many kittens all over its bum. I wasnt sure if they were alive. I remark it must be living on mice down there.

Lisa says there has to be a way in down there so we get in our car and look for the ramp that would take us there.