The Door In the Closet Pt.2

The Constable asked me if my elevator went all the way up how cute, I assured him it did, and knew what I was doing I assured him that I would be fine, and probably only needed a day or two to find the answers to my questions. Well, I suppose it's alright, but thars no lectricity nor whater neither for that fact. Hasn't been for a long time. I told him that I had plenty of gear and food, and noticed some chimneys, I just needed some firewood for the fireplaces. So I asked him where I might get some. Sure I do he said and told me he had plenty on his farm and would be glad to let me have some, which he offered to bring by, but he would only go as far as the front gate, he wouldn't come inside. I chuckled at that and told him he had a deal. We agreed on a time to meet at the gate. It was already two in the afternoon and I wondered how time went so quickly. It seemed like I had just arrived. I had come into town a little after 10 am passing Old Knob Hill road. I finally made it back to the old house, where there was placed in front an old Gothic style gate, kind of creepy looking at that. The gate was rusty and stiff,but was still fairly easy to open to my surprise, and it wasn't locked.....Creepy indeed. I drove to within about fifty feet of the front door, I figured that was close enough, and turned my SUV around to point towards the front gate, just to be on the safe side mind you. I have been told I am crazy, maybe, but I'm not stupid last I knew. While I waited for the Constable, I decided to unload my SUV and move everything to the front porch, since the door was locked( I checked) So I could carry all the firewood in one trip since I was eager to get started. I was hell bent to debunk this old house as being just an old house. Continued in Pt.3