The falling debris included crushed stones, cement, and various scattered objects and dust.
Something fell from the ceiling, and Bai Lixin instinctively avoided it.
When he looked down, he noticed an old album lying on the ground.
The pink cover had faded due to weathering, but the lily pressed under the film was still clearly visible.
Bai Lixin jumped off the chair and pointed to the attic above. “Do any of you want to go up and take a look?”
After a moment’s thought, Xia Chi asked in a low voice, “Brother, are you going up?”
Bai Lixin glanced at the curtain, behind which the figure had disappeared. “I will definitely go up.”
Xia Chi nodded. “Then I’ll go too. Scared as I am, I’m really curious.”
The young man also nodded. “I want to go up and see.”
“You all want to go up?” The girl looked at the three of them and then held onto the young man’s arm. “Then I’ll go too.”
Bai Lixin had already picked up the fallen album. “Let’s bring a few more stools and tables to build a stable ladder.”
He opened the old album, and the first page revealed a wedding photo.
A young man and a woman appeared in the photo. The young woman sat in front, wearing a sweet smile on her face. Behind her stood a young man with an elegant posture.
The man wore glasses, looked cultured, and bore a resemblance to the young man present here.
The woman wore a white wedding dress, and the man wore a slightly ill-fitting suit.
The photo was taken a long time ago, and it was in black and white.
The others curiously gathered around, and Bai Lixin looked at the young man. “Are these your grandparents?”
The young man stared at the photo, hesitated, and said, “I’m not sure. I haven’t seen photos of my grandfather when he was young.”
“I asked my grandfather for photos of my grandmother. But he said that the family was poor at the time and didn’t take any pictures.”
“But here is an album. How could there be no photos? Look at how much the man in these photos resembles you. He must be your grandfather. Why would he lie to you about not having any pictures?” Xia Chi asked.
“Maybe it’s too painful to be reminded of the past?” the girl speculated. “If seeing pictures of a loved one would make me very sad, I might also keep them hidden.”
“But that contradicts what you described before,” Xia Chi shook his head. “Hiding things is to forget someone, but your grandfather has been waiting for your grandmother to come back, which means he doesn’t want to forget. Isn’t that inconsistent?”
The girl hesitated for a moment. “Then… maybe it’s not to seal the memories but to keep them private. Those memories were very precious for him, and he didn’t want to share them with others, so he hid them away and only looked at them when there was no one around.”
The album was covered in dust. Bai Lixin continued to flip through the pages.
The second page was still a group photo of the two of them.
The woman wore the most popular double braids at that time, and stood beside the man like a bird.
There was still a faint smile on his face.
This photo album was about twenty pages, and Bai Lixin rhythmically flipped towards the back. As he flipped slowly, the happiness on the woman’s face gradually diminished.
In addition, the refined man’s presence in the photos diminished, leaving only the woman posing.
She was sometimes sitting quietly by the window, watching the sunset.
Sometimes she appeared sorrowful, holding flowers in her hands.
She sometimes wore beautiful dresses, while at other times, she seemed unkempt.
Her braids, which represented a young girl, turned into the popular big wavy curls of that time, exuding a melancholic and intellectual beauty.
The girl stood on tiptoe, looking at the photos intently, and sincerely exclaimed, “My love, your grandmother is so beautiful. She looks like a female star, so stunning.”
The young man’s gaze was deep as he stared at the photos. “This is the first time I’ve seen my grandmother, but she seems to be very sad.”
“Is it because they were not happy after marriage? Was my grandfather not good to her?” the girl asked.
The young man simply shook his head, and the atmosphere became gloomy because of the photos.
After they finished looking at the last photo, Bai Lixin closed the album and handed it to the young man.
The young man subconsciously took the photo album with a dazed expression on his face.
Bai Lixin: “Take it, it fell from the attic of your house, so it’s yours.”
The young man, as if awakening from a dream, quickly nodded and wiped the dust off the album cover with the cloth covering the furniture.
After looking at the photos, all four of them worked together to set up a few movable tables and chairs, finally constructing a makeshift “ladder 2.0”.
Bai Lixin was at the forefront. The attic had been sealed for a long time and was filled with thick dust and the musty smell of dampness. He took out a flashlight from his backpack and illuminated the dim attic, which suddenly lit up with a clear white light.
Suddenly, something flashed at the edge of the flashlight’s beam.
Bai Lixin paused and moved the flashlight to see, but there was nothing but a pile of books stacked in the corner.
Xia Chi’s voice came from behind, “Brother, why did you stop? Is there something up there?”
Bai Lixin moved the flashlight again and calmly replied, “No, let’s go up.”
He took a few more steps on the makeshift ladder and entered the attic. The flashlight scanned the attic, and he finally saw its general layout.
The attic was filled with various items, appearing both cluttered and organized.
A bookshelf lined one wall, stacked with books.
Some books couldn’t fit in the shelf and were piled up from large to small in the corner.
Where he had hammered was a table. The table was covered in dust, but a clear rectangular mark could be seen near one of the table corners.
That was where the fallen album had been. Bai Lixin’s act of breaking the ceiling had caused the table to tilt, resulting in the album falling down.
Almost every other place was filled with clutter, and there was barely any room to walk.
While Bai Lixin was observing the attic, the other three climbed up using their phone flashlights.
“Ahem, ahem, ahem,” the girl coughed while curiously looking around. “There are so many things here.”
“It seems like an ordinary storage room, nothing mysterious. Why didn’t your grandfather let you come up here?” the girl asked, looking bewildered.
“I don’t know either,” the young man replied with a puzzled expression.
Xia Chi’s flashlight fell on the bookshelves, and he said, “There are so many books. Handsome guy, what did your grandfather do to have collected so many books?”
“My grandparents were both teachers, one was a primary school teacher, and the other was a university professor. My grandfather taught at X University in our city, but he retired many years ago. My grandmother was a primary school teacher, and back then, it was popular to go to the countryside to teach, so she followed suit,” the young man explained.
Xia Chi: “They turned out to be teachers, no wonder there are so many books. But why does this university sound so familiar?
Bai Lixin: “Chen Ping also taught at that university.”
“Oh,” Xia Chi instinctively responded, but his eyes widened after a couple of seconds, “What a coincidence?”
The young man supported the girl and carefully approached the table, looking puzzled. “There’s nothing special here. Why did my grandfather hide all this and not let anyone see?”
Bai Lixin silently observed the attic with great care, even scanning the ceiling.
Suddenly, a loud “bang” startled everyone, making their hearts race. The girl clung to her boyfriend, her whole body trembling like a frightened cat.
They turned, only to see that books were falling from the bookshelves. The girl sighed in relief. “It turned out that a book fell, it scared me to death.”
“Is that so?” Bai Lixin walked through the cluttered items, picked up the fallen book, and pondered as he looked at the bookshelf. “I checked earlier, and all these books were neatly placed on the shelf. How could they fall for no reason?”
The three of them instantly turned pale.
As if in response to Bai Lixin’s words, the books on the shelf suddenly started shaking violently, falling down one by one, just like the furniture shook earlier.
“Ahhh!” The girl got scared and clung to her boyfriend, screaming, “Ghost! There’s another ghost! Ahhhh!”
Bai Lixin stood in front of the bookshelf, watching the scattered books thoughtfully. In a trance, he seemed to catch a glimpse of the fleeting shadow again.
He quickly took two steps back, quietly observing the bookshelf. The books kept flying off the shelf, as if the shelves were an angry couple venting their frustration. The books fell one after another, but not one harmed anyone.
Worried that Bai Lixin might get hit, Xia Chi quickly walked to his side. He saw Bai Lixin’s mouth moving, seemingly whispering something.
It was like talking to himself, yet also like communicating with someone else.
Coincidentally, as soon as Bai Lixin closed his mouth, the violently shaking suddenly stopped.
The originally tidy bookshelf was now filled with scattered books. As the books fell, dust filled the room like a dense flurry of snow, forming a band of light when hit by the sunlight.
The young couple trembled, huddling together by the table. The girl clung tightly to her boyfriend, and the young man’s face was ashen. He regretted wanting to explore the attic. He didn’t want to stay here for another minute, even if he knew that his grandfather was the one causing the supernatural incidents.
He was afraid!
Afraid of what he might encounter behind him, he glanced toward his girlfriend, wanting to see her condition. But before he could fully turn his head, his pupils contracted sharply, and his expression froze in place.
The girlfriend sensed something was wrong with the young man and subconsciously attempted to turn back. However, the young man firmly held her head, keeping her in his embrace.
She didn’t turn back but could feel his trembling hands and hear his rapidly beating heart.
The young man said with a trembling voice, “Don’t… don’t turn back.”
Listening to his heart that was almost pounding out of his chest, the girlfriend’s heart raced too.
She didn’t make a scene this time but quietly lay in her boyfriend’s arms, asking softly, “What’s behind us?”
“There’s something very scary,” the young man said, swallowing hard, “you’ll be frightened. But don’t worry, I’ll protect you.”
On hearing this, the girlfriend’s previously tense heart suddenly calmed down. Even though her boyfriend was more timid than her, in dangerous situations, he thought of protecting her first.
Dating him was worth it.
Meanwhile, Xia Chi looked at the couple, who were still being affectionate at this moment, with a complicated expression. He silently moved behind Bai Lixin, cautiously peeking out from Bai Lixin’s shoulder, and said, “Brother, that… is…”
In a corner of the attic, a woman appeared, or more accurately, a female ghost.
The female ghost had a pale face and a semi-transparent body, just like Chen Ping. Her eyes were stitched shut, and her mouth was sewn as well.
Blood-red tears flowed down her cheeks from the stitched wounds, and the skin around her mouth looked red and inflamed.
It was this semi transparent ghost that had startled the young man.
Soon, the young man recognized the heavily damaged features. Even though her eyes and mouth were stitched shut, he still recognized her. The female ghost in front of him was the same woman they had seen in the photos earlier.
The female ghost seemed to be in great pain, desperately trying to open her mouth, but the threads kept it tightly shut. Even if she tore at the wound, the threads still held her mouth closed.
The young man stared at the female ghost, and suddenly, all the fear that came from deep within vanished, replaced by a faint sadness. He could feel her pain.
Out of instinct, he looked at Bai Lixin, who remained composed, and asked, “What’s wrong with her?”
Bai Lixin responded, “After death, her eyes were sewn shut, to prevent her from seeking revenge on the murderer. Her mouth was also sewn shut, to prevent her from reporting to the underworld.”
The young man’s face changed drastically, “Murderer?”
The female ghost appeared here, and this was his grandfather’s secret attic. The identity of the murderer already surfaced in his mind without the need for further contemplation.
The girlfriend, who had overheard their conversation, guessed something and poked her head out. Even though she was mentally prepared, she still stared blankly at the ghost’s appearance, and her emotions took a long time to calm down.
She also had a guess.
————————–
In the live broadcast room
[Wow, “Heartwarming love”!]
[The girl’s worldview is completely collapsing now. Just earlier, she was admiring the fairy-tale-like love of the boyfriend’s grandparents, and now she’s probably scared to death, right?]
[Sewing eyes shut, sewing mouth shut, trapped in the attic… so sinister! There must be a huge grudge behind all this.]
[The scariest part is that the person who was missing for so many years has actually been dead all along, and the murderer was right there beside them. Another “Day of Fear.”]
[It’s better to provoke enemies than to provoke the one sleeping next to you. When they looked at the grandfather’s photos, he seemed so refined, but he’s ruthless when doing things.]
———————-
“So, has it always been your grandmother causing the haunting? What happened to her? What does she want us to do?” The girl’s voice trembled, even with a hint of sobbing. “She looks so pitiful. Can we help her?”
Bai Lixin looked at the young man, “Has your grandma been missing for a long time? Has her body never been found?”
The young man had a numb expression and nodded blankly, “Yes, but it turns out that my grandfather hid her body, how could it be found?”
“Speaking of which, don’t you all think there’s something strange about this attic?” Bai Lixin quickly surveyed the attic with his flashlight.
Huddling behind Bai Lixin, Xia Chi hurriedly responded, “Yes, it’s quite strange. Look at this mess of books scattered around. Doesn’t it look out of place?”
“…” Bai Lixin glanced at Xia Chi with concern before continuing: “Didn’t you all notice? When we entered from the outside, the roof had a slope. If there’s an attic above, it should have a triangular space. But look at the current attic, the walls are square. What happened to that triangular space?”
Only then did the three of them realize this, and they all looked around.
Yes, the attic should be triangular.
The girl suddenly shivered, fearfully looking at the nearby wall, “Are you saying Grandma’s body is hidden in that concealed triangular space?”
The falling debris included crushed stones, cement, and various scattered objects and dust.
Something fell from the ceiling, and Bai Lixin instinctively avoided it.
When he looked down, he noticed an old album lying on the ground.
The pink cover had faded due to weathering, but the lily pressed under the film was still clearly visible.
Bai Lixin jumped off the chair and pointed to the attic above. “Do any of you want to go up and take a look?”
After a moment’s thought, Xia Chi asked in a low voice, “Brother, are you going up?”
Bai Lixin glanced at the curtain, behind which the figure had disappeared. “I will definitely go up.”
Xia Chi nodded. “Then I’ll go too. Scared as I am, I’m really curious.”
The young man also nodded. “I want to go up and see.”
“You all want to go up?” The girl looked at the three of them and then held onto the young man’s arm. “Then I’ll go too.”
Bai Lixin had already picked up the fallen album. “Let’s bring a few more stools and tables to build a stable ladder.”
He opened the old album, and the first page revealed a wedding photo.
A young man and a woman appeared in the photo. The young woman sat in front, wearing a sweet smile on her face. Behind her stood a young man with an elegant posture.
The man wore glasses, looked cultured, and bore a resemblance to the young man present here.
The woman wore a white wedding dress, and the man wore a slightly ill-fitting suit.
The photo was taken a long time ago, and it was in black and white.
The others curiously gathered around, and Bai Lixin looked at the young man. “Are these your grandparents?”
The young man stared at the photo, hesitated, and said, “I’m not sure. I haven’t seen photos of my grandfather when he was young.”
“I asked my grandfather for photos of my grandmother. But he said that the family was poor at the time and didn’t take any pictures.”
“But here is an album. How could there be no photos? Look at how much the man in these photos resembles you. He must be your grandfather. Why would he lie to you about not having any pictures?” Xia Chi asked.
“Maybe it’s too painful to be reminded of the past?” the girl speculated. “If seeing pictures of a loved one would make me very sad, I might also keep them hidden.”
“But that contradicts what you described before,” Xia Chi shook his head. “Hiding things is to forget someone, but your grandfather has been waiting for your grandmother to come back, which means he doesn’t want to forget. Isn’t that inconsistent?”
The girl hesitated for a moment. “Then… maybe it’s not to seal the memories but to keep them private. Those memories were very precious for him, and he didn’t want to share them with others, so he hid them away and only looked at them when there was no one around.”
The album was covered in dust. Bai Lixin continued to flip through the pages.
The second page was still a group photo of the two of them.
The woman wore the most popular double braids at that time, and stood beside the man like a bird.
There was still a faint smile on his face.
This photo album was about twenty pages, and Bai Lixin rhythmically flipped towards the back. As he flipped slowly, the happiness on the woman’s face gradually diminished.
In addition, the refined man’s presence in the photos diminished, leaving only the woman posing.
She was sometimes sitting quietly by the window, watching the sunset.
Sometimes she appeared sorrowful, holding flowers in her hands.
She sometimes wore beautiful dresses, while at other times, she seemed unkempt.
Her braids, which represented a young girl, turned into the popular big wavy curls of that time, exuding a melancholic and intellectual beauty.
The girl stood on tiptoe, looking at the photos intently, and sincerely exclaimed, “My love, your grandmother is so beautiful. She looks like a female star, so stunning.”
The young man’s gaze was deep as he stared at the photos. “This is the first time I’ve seen my grandmother, but she seems to be very sad.”
“Is it because they were not happy after marriage? Was my grandfather not good to her?” the girl asked.
The young man simply shook his head, and the atmosphere became gloomy because of the photos.
After they finished looking at the last photo, Bai Lixin closed the album and handed it to the young man.
The young man subconsciously took the photo album with a dazed expression on his face.
Bai Lixin: “Take it, it fell from the attic of your house, so it’s yours.”
The young man, as if awakening from a dream, quickly nodded and wiped the dust off the album cover with the cloth covering the furniture.
After looking at the photos, all four of them worked together to set up a few movable tables and chairs, finally constructing a makeshift “ladder 2.0”.
Bai Lixin was at the forefront. The attic had been sealed for a long time and was filled with thick dust and the musty smell of dampness. He took out a flashlight from his backpack and illuminated the dim attic, which suddenly lit up with a clear white light.
Suddenly, something flashed at the edge of the flashlight’s beam.
Bai Lixin paused and moved the flashlight to see, but there was nothing but a pile of books stacked in the corner.
Xia Chi’s voice came from behind, “Brother, why did you stop? Is there something up there?”
Bai Lixin moved the flashlight again and calmly replied, “No, let’s go up.”
He took a few more steps on the makeshift ladder and entered the attic. The flashlight scanned the attic, and he finally saw its general layout.
The attic was filled with various items, appearing both cluttered and organized.
A bookshelf lined one wall, stacked with books.
Some books couldn’t fit in the shelf and were piled up from large to small in the corner.
Where he had hammered was a table. The table was covered in dust, but a clear rectangular mark could be seen near one of the table corners.
That was where the fallen album had been. Bai Lixin’s act of breaking the ceiling had caused the table to tilt, resulting in the album falling down.
Almost every other place was filled with clutter, and there was barely any room to walk.
While Bai Lixin was observing the attic, the other three climbed up using their phone flashlights.
“Ahem, ahem, ahem,” the girl coughed while curiously looking around. “There are so many things here.”
“It seems like an ordinary storage room, nothing mysterious. Why didn’t your grandfather let you come up here?” the girl asked, looking bewildered.
“I don’t know either,” the young man replied with a puzzled expression.
Xia Chi’s flashlight fell on the bookshelves, and he said, “There are so many books. Handsome guy, what did your grandfather do to have collected so many books?”
“My grandparents were both teachers, one was a primary school teacher, and the other was a university professor. My grandfather taught at X University in our city, but he retired many years ago. My grandmother was a primary school teacher, and back then, it was popular to go to the countryside to teach, so she followed suit,” the young man explained.
Xia Chi: “They turned out to be teachers, no wonder there are so many books. But why does this university sound so familiar?
Bai Lixin: “Chen Ping also taught at that university.”
“Oh,” Xia Chi instinctively responded, but his eyes widened after a couple of seconds, “What a coincidence?”
The young man supported the girl and carefully approached the table, looking puzzled. “There’s nothing special here. Why did my grandfather hide all this and not let anyone see?”
Bai Lixin silently observed the attic with great care, even scanning the ceiling.
Suddenly, a loud “bang” startled everyone, making their hearts race. The girl clung to her boyfriend, her whole body trembling like a frightened cat.
They turned, only to see that books were falling from the bookshelves. The girl sighed in relief. “It turned out that a book fell, it scared me to death.”
“Is that so?” Bai Lixin walked through the cluttered items, picked up the fallen book, and pondered as he looked at the bookshelf. “I checked earlier, and all these books were neatly placed on the shelf. How could they fall for no reason?”
The three of them instantly turned pale.
As if in response to Bai Lixin’s words, the books on the shelf suddenly started shaking violently, falling down one by one, just like the furniture shook earlier.
“Ahhh!” The girl got scared and clung to her boyfriend, screaming, “Ghost! There’s another ghost! Ahhhh!”
Bai Lixin stood in front of the bookshelf, watching the scattered books thoughtfully. In a trance, he seemed to catch a glimpse of the fleeting shadow again.
He quickly took two steps back, quietly observing the bookshelf. The books kept flying off the shelf, as if the shelves were an angry couple venting their frustration. The books fell one after another, but not one harmed anyone.
Worried that Bai Lixin might get hit, Xia Chi quickly walked to his side. He saw Bai Lixin’s mouth moving, seemingly whispering something.
It was like talking to himself, yet also like communicating with someone else.
Coincidentally, as soon as Bai Lixin closed his mouth, the violently shaking suddenly stopped.
The originally tidy bookshelf was now filled with scattered books. As the books fell, dust filled the room like a dense flurry of snow, forming a band of light when hit by the sunlight.
The young couple trembled, huddling together by the table. The girl clung tightly to her boyfriend, and the young man’s face was ashen. He regretted wanting to explore the attic. He didn’t want to stay here for another minute, even if he knew that his grandfather was the one causing the supernatural incidents.
He was afraid!
Afraid of what he might encounter behind him, he glanced toward his girlfriend, wanting to see her condition. But before he could fully turn his head, his pupils contracted sharply, and his expression froze in place.
The girlfriend sensed something was wrong with the young man and subconsciously attempted to turn back. However, the young man firmly held her head, keeping her in his embrace.
She didn’t turn back but could feel his trembling hands and hear his rapidly beating heart.
The young man said with a trembling voice, “Don’t… don’t turn back.”
Listening to his heart that was almost pounding out of his chest, the girlfriend’s heart raced too.
She didn’t make a scene this time but quietly lay in her boyfriend’s arms, asking softly, “What’s behind us?”
“There’s something very scary,” the young man said, swallowing hard, “you’ll be frightened. But don’t worry, I’ll protect you.”
On hearing this, the girlfriend’s previously tense heart suddenly calmed down. Even though her boyfriend was more timid than her, in dangerous situations, he thought of protecting her first.
Dating him was worth it.
Meanwhile, Xia Chi looked at the couple, who were still being affectionate at this moment, with a complicated expression. He silently moved behind Bai Lixin, cautiously peeking out from Bai Lixin’s shoulder, and said, “Brother, that… is…”
In a corner of the attic, a woman appeared, or more accurately, a female ghost.
The female ghost had a pale face and a semi-transparent body, just like Chen Ping. Her eyes were stitched shut, and her mouth was sewn as well.
Blood-red tears flowed down her cheeks from the stitched wounds, and the skin around her mouth looked red and inflamed.
It was this semi transparent ghost that had startled the young man.
Soon, the young man recognized the heavily damaged features. Even though her eyes and mouth were stitched shut, he still recognized her. The female ghost in front of him was the same woman they had seen in the photos earlier.
The female ghost seemed to be in great pain, desperately trying to open her mouth, but the threads kept it tightly shut. Even if she tore at the wound, the threads still held her mouth closed.
The young man stared at the female ghost, and suddenly, all the fear that came from deep within vanished, replaced by a faint sadness. He could feel her pain.
Out of instinct, he looked at Bai Lixin, who remained composed, and asked, “What’s wrong with her?”
Bai Lixin responded, “After death, her eyes were sewn shut, to prevent her from seeking revenge on the murderer. Her mouth was also sewn shut, to prevent her from reporting to the underworld.”
The young man’s face changed drastically, “Murderer?”
The female ghost appeared here, and this was his grandfather’s secret attic. The identity of the murderer already surfaced in his mind without the need for further contemplation.
The girlfriend, who had overheard their conversation, guessed something and poked her head out. Even though she was mentally prepared, she still stared blankly at the ghost’s appearance, and her emotions took a long time to calm down.
She also had a guess.
————————–
In the live broadcast room
[Wow, “Heartwarming love”!]
[The girl’s worldview is completely collapsing now. Just earlier, she was admiring the fairy-tale-like love of the boyfriend’s grandparents, and now she’s probably scared to death, right?]
[Sewing eyes shut, sewing mouth shut, trapped in the attic… so sinister! There must be a huge grudge behind all this.]
[The scariest part is that the person who was missing for so many years has actually been dead all along, and the murderer was right there beside them. Another “Day of Fear.”]
[It’s better to provoke enemies than to provoke the one sleeping next to you. When they looked at the grandfather’s photos, he seemed so refined, but he’s ruthless when doing things.]
———————-
“So, has it always been your grandmother causing the haunting? What happened to her? What does she want us to do?” The girl’s voice trembled, even with a hint of sobbing. “She looks so pitiful. Can we help her?”
Bai Lixin looked at the young man, “Has your grandma been missing for a long time? Has her body never been found?”
The young man had a numb expression and nodded blankly, “Yes, but it turns out that my grandfather hid her body, how could it be found?”
“Speaking of which, don’t you all think there’s something strange about this attic?” Bai Lixin quickly surveyed the attic with his flashlight.
Huddling behind Bai Lixin, Xia Chi hurriedly responded, “Yes, it’s quite strange. Look at this mess of books scattered around. Doesn’t it look out of place?”
“…” Bai Lixin glanced at Xia Chi with concern before continuing: “Didn’t you all notice? When we entered from the outside, the roof had a slope. If there’s an attic above, it should have a triangular space. But look at the current attic, the walls are square. What happened to that triangular space?”
Only then did the three of them realize this, and they all looked around.
Yes, the attic should be triangular.
The girl suddenly shivered, fearfully looking at the nearby wall, “Are you saying Grandma’s body is hidden in that concealed triangular space?”
