Gemotions

The movers were due in an hour. Emily had sworn she would be ready. But the damn house, with its quirky angles and confusing layout, was giving her the runaround. She'd been in every nook and cranny, and she'd inspected every closet. Except…

The small, unused guest bedroom. She'd left it for last. The original blueprints had indicated something odd on that side. The floorboards in that room were loose. She pried at one with a penknife. It gave way with a groan. Beneath, a dark abyss. Her brow furrowed.

Without a second thought, she knelt, reaching into the darkness. She needed to see what was behind the floorboards. Right now.