This house is so dilapidated that it would only take a mere snow dusting or fallen Maple leaf to make this once a home collapse deep into the dark and dank basement. Who is Matt and what is he doing in the "Rape Room" on the second level? Possibly something happened in the past to dub the upstairs bathroom it's name. Who's phone number is sprawled all over the kitchen walls? Not sure I want to call and find out.

Tiptoe if you shall as if you were walking on egg shells so not to disturb anything and cause this ruin to spill. I made sure I stayed a clear distance as this structure was creaking by the soft breeze whirling through.