Trunk Full of Rings - Prologue part 1
Finally I had finished unpacking. I look around the room, glad to finally be properly settled in my new house. I had moved from my city-centre apartment to this beautiful English countryside cottage, a large cottage at that in the shape of an 'L'. The previous owner had recently passed away, and they had no descendants, leaving the house without an official owner. Eager to get away from the loud polluted city centre (I'm not much of a city person, but my job is in the city and until recently I didn't have a car, leaving me without much choice), I bought the place.
That was almost a month ago, and since then I've spent every moment I could unpacking my stuff. Now that feat is completed, all I have left to do is put the moving boxes in the attic. Folding them into their flat-packable state, I carry them upstairs. Pulling on the string attached to the attic door, I stand back as it, along with the stepladder attached, come down in a cloud of dust. Climbing the stairs, torch in hand, I not