I have been in a lather all day, trying to think what to do about the curse.
There is no answer, of course. But I’ve never been in a house where it struck before, and I am appalled to think of what is to come.
To show how distressed I was, I was not even able to clean!
I did, however, get into the cellar. It is massive! And it is also like no cellar I have ever seen. I am used to cobwebs and dirt floors, a place cool, dark, and earthy. This cellar is vast (and dry!). It has furniture and games and another huge television set.
It’s as if the Carharts actually like spending time down here!
The reason I was able to get in was that Mr. Carhart did not go to work today. Instead he went into the cellar, leaving the door open a crack.
I had to be careful, of course, but when I went down, I saw no sign of him. There was not much to map, as it is mostly open, but one room was quite mysterious to me. I suspect it is where he must have spent the day.
The sign on the door said MAN CAVE.
What in the world is that supposed to mean?