The attic .....
So they pass up a torch and I have a quick nosey , all clear , and climb into the attic/roofspace . They pass up the video camera and still camera and both come up . By now the hair is starting to stand up on my neck but tell myself it's just my imagination going wild . It is also surprisingly cold for what should be the warmest part of the house , particularly as it was mid afternoon .
So my mate refuses to take anything except the torch , B takes the still camera and I am armed with the video camera .
So we start moving around filming as we go , and we all start freaking out , but don't know why . Nothing to see except what you would expect , just an empty roof with insulation and wiring .
Then there's a thump and B starts yelling Fuck fuck fuck . So mate shines the torch on him and he is freaking out big-time !
"Something just ripped the fucking camera out of my hands!!" The thump was the camera hitting the floor/ ceiling panels about five feet behind him in the corner.....
He's down the ladder in record time , and my mate retrieves the camera and we both bail as fast as possible as well...... Absolutely crapping ourselves!
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