A few nights ago. The entrance is in the refrigerator in the first-floor kitchen. Under a discolored tile. But I wouldn't suggest going down there alone--I'm still not sure if there are monsters down there and if so, what kinds and how dangerous they are. So far, I haven't seen anything.

It's good to have someone to trust. For a long time, all I had were people who worked under me, and I certainly didn't trust them. I used them much like chess pieces, and I knew they would do whatever I asked of them. Horrible, isn't it? Lonely as well. I'm glad you have a friend you can trust so implicitly.

--A.F. II