Attic

The anchor chain brought us to a small, oval - shaped, attic widow. I'm guessing that is what Todd was referring to when he talked about an alternative entrance. However, the window is even smaller than the chimney. There is no possible Barry could have fit through. We push the window open and squeeze in. Just like the chimney entrance we are right side up when get in, and just like the chimney entrance it is not adorned with anything. There isn't even old boxes filled with Christmas decorations like what one would normally find in an attic. Just us and creaky floor boards. Olivia calls out Todd's name. There is no response. "Where do you think he is?" I ask. Olivia shrugs. "He could be anywhere." We creep though the attic trying to find the exit. As we are a mere feet away from the attic latch, the Wellness Center shakes, throwing us against the wall. "What was that?" Olivia asks, grasping her neck. "Gust of wind." I attempt to leave through the window. Olivia pulls me back. "What are you doing?" "The wind is only going to get worse. I'm going to go out there and make a sail. You find Todd."