
OK guys, your ideas are inspired – Kimberly’s nanny cam, sea-creature’s ouija board. Seriously. We love them. AwesomeAnna93 – Nia was with you and wanted to shake Slimester Stan about the secret room. And that is exactly what she said “let’s shake him down.” Like you said, janitors definitely know every inch of this place. But Hal made a good point that IF Slimester knew about it, he could possibly be in cahoots with whoever’s living down there. (Now wouldn’t THAT be helpful to know?) If we talked to him, we would risk raising his suspicions and quashing whatever tiny chance we might have of finding out more. Can’t say I’m not thrilled about NOT having to deal with Slimester again. I seconded Hal’s theory very quickly…with both hands.
We pretty much agreed that staking out the joint was the best option. Hal borrowed Cornelia’s pocket video camera. It has this amazingly long battery life and is teeny tiny. The plan was to place it in one of the ficuses just beside the door.
One. Small. Problem. When we got there, the room was…gone. Seriously. It’s not like we’re super spacey or something and just forgot where the room was. We knew exactly where it was (or I guess more accurately, where it was supposed to be). But the wall was 100% solid. Covered up. No door. There were traces that it had been there, though. The ficus forest had been shifted around and there were speckles of gray paint – the same color as the walls – here and there on the floor underneath the big clay pots.
And then there’s the small case of, oh say, THE DOORKNOB. It was half buried in the soil of one of the plants. Kind of obvious, kind of not. But wait – it gets better (or worse). When Nia picked it up (there’s no way we weren’t pocketing this thing) we saw something pink glittering from the center of the crystal part of the doorknob. She unscrewed it and a note fell out. LEAVE IT BE. That’s all it said.
