PixabayThis woman ended up going on tour around this creepy house and what she discovered is freaky AF.
If you’ve entered that ‘uber-adult’ realm of house hunting, then you’ll know it can be pretty tricky tracking down your perfect home.
You can never be sure what surprises – or indeed horrors – are laying in wait for you, as you nosey around someone else’s home – that’s if it isn’t already abandoned, but I don’t think this woman was quite expecting what she found.
Here’s how the nightmare unfolded:
My husband and I just moved to Louisville and we hate our apartment. So we've been checking out new places to rent. Today we had a showing.
— Olivia A. Cole (@RantingOwl) May 11, 2017
It rained last night so the outside is a little gloomy. Older house. Wet stone. My husband is like "Eh it's a little creepy." pic.twitter.com/iHHpG7NCYq
— Olivia A. Cole (@RantingOwl) May 11, 2017
I say "we." No. My *husband* noticed. I was admiring the crown moulding and he was like "Um, what is this?" *points*
— Olivia A. Cole (@RantingOwl) May 11, 2017
We move along in the tour. We check out the kitchen. It's tiny and I cook a lot, so even I was like, "hmm." Husband notices something.
— Olivia A. Cole (@RantingOwl) May 11, 2017
We check out the upstairs. Perfect room for a nursery. Master bedroom is smallish, but nice big closet. Me right now: pic.twitter.com/Em1NQ2msmW
— Olivia A. Cole (@RantingOwl) May 11, 2017
Scratches on the window? Not OK.
Husband opens the door. It's a tiny dark room.
Husband looks at me, whispers: "It looks like that shit from Get Out, Olivia."
Me by now: pic.twitter.com/9c32VsbTNv
— Olivia A. Cole (@RantingOwl) May 11, 2017
It's very clean and not super dark. Lots of shelving. Couple chairs.
And a door in the very back.
It has three padlocks & a sliding lock.
— Olivia A. Cole (@RantingOwl) May 11, 2017
Seems legit.
Agent: "I think it goes to the backyard."
Husband: "Why is it locked? With like 10 locks?"
Agent: pic.twitter.com/jZQJgi0vQM
— Olivia A. Cole (@RantingOwl) May 11, 2017
I wonder how the agent dodged that question…
We go to the backyard. It's so cute. Rosebushes. Hostas and shit. Firepit.
Me, forgetting about the door locked to keep the Devil out: pic.twitter.com/bZrS4DmeAh
— Olivia A. Cole (@RantingOwl) May 11, 2017
Husband: You realize that door is on the opposite side of the basement. (points at blank wall) That's where the locked door should be.
Me: pic.twitter.com/tn7X9Y6xqF
— Olivia A. Cole (@RantingOwl) May 11, 2017
Agent: "We take online applications as well as paper. <goes over the details.>
Me: "Uh…okay."
Husband: pic.twitter.com/NVBYrVxoep
— Olivia A. Cole (@RantingOwl) May 11, 2017
I can’t believe they stayed as long as they did!
All of us have seen the movie where the white woman is making dumb ass decisions & ignoring EVERY SIGN OF THE DEVIL'S HANDIWORK.
— Olivia A. Cole (@RantingOwl) May 11, 2017
Considering lighting sage in case the Devil saw my dumb ass swooning over a screened-in verandah and decided to follow me home.
— Olivia A. Cole (@RantingOwl) May 11, 2017
If you asked me to spend a night there, the answer would be a resounding no – not a cat in hell’s chance.
The kind of person that has a secret dungeon or house adorned with scars of failed escape bids is probably not the kind of person you want to be known as.
Just nope, nope, nope. Absolutely not. Terrifying…
