hello?
she's not here.
st. michael's.
she resides there. out back. she died a year and a half ago.
a bullet to the right cerebellum.
no. she ate a pistol for lunch one day.
i never met the woman. i'm just taking care of the place until they sell it.
i can.
i don't give a fuck what your reasons are. you pay me ten dollars, you can go inside otherwise, get a warrant.
no pictures. no mirrors. was she a crazy woman when you knew her?
couldn't tell she going to off herself, huh?
i've been in a lot of people's houses and this one's the creepiest.
yeah. you should check downstairs.
people always keep their secrets in their attics or in their basements. all the weirdness in this house took place in the basement.
they look like they'd fit you. three bucks.