Landlord Stumbles Upon Squatter, Turns Pale When He Realizes Who It Is

Building an underground life

Ernest had sealed off the basement before selling, creating a hidden world for himself. He lived beneath the Petersons for years, venturing out only at night. “I’m a loner,” he admitted, his hands trembling. “But Parkinson’s made it harder.” His struggle was evident, and the group listened, torn between pity and concern.