I knew I had to deal with whatever creature had been stealing my food for weeks. I followed the trail of crumbs into the crawlspace, turned the corner and saw a dirty, malnourished old man wiping the food out of his disheveled beard staring back at me, brandishing a kitchen knife.
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Thank you for your intruder entry, that is indeed a terrible and creepy situation to discover, but at least you would have a fighting chance if the man was malnourished!
Few things creep me out more than the idea of someone secretly living in my house.