Always when I'm faced with dangerous situations where I can't explain them, nor understand them I usually choose whether to flee or to face my fears. I heard echoes all over the place, yet there was nobody coming towards my way but the sounds came from inside the rooms. I listened to everything carefully, every movement and sound.
Suddenly the door was opened and my grandpa entered. He was all alone, I hid myself behind the wall and the darkness helped me to hide myself better. My grandpa seemed to so familiar with the place as he walked straight to the rooms and he knew his way around. I tracked him when he started to walk the stairs, I counted the rooms knowing which to pass through and the specific one he walked inside it.