I Was Hired to Clean a Foreclosed House—Then I Heard Whimpering from the Basement
Just Another Job… Or So I Thought Foreclosure cleanouts are usually simple—hauling out broken furniture, bagging up forgotten junk. But House #47 on Willow Lane was different. The moment I stepped inside, the air hit me—damp fur, stale urine, and something metallic. Then, a sound cut through the silence: A weak, muffled whine. The Secret in the Cellar…