Gemotions

He had sworn to himself he wouldn't start snooping. But the blueprints he had found in the crawl space… they didn't match the house he was living in. The plans indicated a room that was definitely not on the floor plan.

He stood in the study, staring at the blank wall. He walked along the space, tapping with the handle of a screwdriver. There! A hollow sound. His hands started to sweat.

He pressed against the spot. The wall gave way, revealing a small, dark doorway. His breath caught in his throat. It felt as though he had stumbled into a dream. He touched the door, feeling the wood.