Stacks of boxes loom over you, and you suddenly get the sense that this basement is much larger than you were led to believe.
It's dark and smells like mold and dust, and you realize when you look up that you can't see the ceiling.
If you listen closely, you can hear squeaking and scurrying off in the distance. Are those rats? Gross.
The floor is a dark gray cement, and when you look at it you could swear you see patches of blood stained into it... but you aren't sure.
There is something seriously wrong with this house.