The AuthorChapter 2 Discovery
May 11th 2007: Jennifer stood staring at the damn door. It used to be called the basement door, now in her mind it was the damn door. It was solid oak, like all the doors in the house, but this one was always locked. The normal handle lock was present, but there was also a heavy deadbolt, which was driving her insane. A deadbolt for a door going from inside the house to a basement with no door outside was paranoid wasn't it? Jennifer worked in the house, forty hours a week, sometimes more,...