Coincidence? I Think Not: Who Trashed This Kitchen?

First things first, this house reeked from the beginning of the driveway. Plenty of our missions are to old, decrepit places, but this was a step above (below?) the norm. As you can see, it has been boarded up for what seems like a while, but the destruction in this picture suggests recent involvement. Fair to say we’re both sufficiently creeped out and intrigued. Here’s what caught my eye after the whole kitchen rocked my nose.

The first thing I saw as I entered the kitchen was the high chair. Both the peculiar angle it faces and the things on its tray struck me as odd. From the entryway, it was tough to tell what that was, but as we got closer, turns out it was a baby bib and an old-time iron. Definitely an odd couple of things to find in the kitchen and an even weirder thing to find on a high chair. Whatever happened in the kitchen before we got on the scene looks to have been a little messed up…if not really messed up. Whatever the case, there’s no hard evidence staring us in the face.

Oddly enough, there’s a sink full of dirty dishes that have a collection of leaves, dirt and old food crusted on them. Probably the source of the rank smell throughout the place, we concluded this was probably not the doing of an entity but rather a lazy tenant/homeowner. But then again, who’s to say?

From there, my eyes go to the floor where there are remnants of smashed dishes all over the place. I immediately suspect foul play and assume no coincidence in this room. Given how neatly everything is stacked in the sink, an outside force probably threw a tantrum and those now-broken dishes were on the wrong end of it.

Last, the ravaged curtains on the left of the counter space made me raise an eyebrow. This struck me as a chicken-and-the-egg kind of scenario where it’s unclear whether the broken window or the torn curtain happened first. So many questions left unanswered here, and from that, there are so many possibilities as to who or what might still be in the house. It’s that kind of uncertainty that prompts people to call us, as they should.

Upon leaving the kitchen, we looked at each other and it was clear what happened here was no coincidence. There’s simply too much going on to shrug and move on to the next mission. While it definitely seems like we have an entity on our hands, we also haven’t seen it…or them. Yikes. We’re in for something, and I don’t know what. This is where our jobs get a little freaky.