Before we actually left the roof, though, we saw someone walking down inside the building through the skylight. It appeared that someone had been storing a lot of stuff down here and hadn't touched it for quite some time.
The rungs were strong and secure, and it seemed like it was going to be okay. I thought about asking the two cops there the same question I'd asked the other officials, but I decided not to bother.
He said it jolted him and made his hair stand on end, and he made electrocuting gestures for emphasis.
While we were talking, Chris mentioned about a building next door that was supposed to have some kind of sub-basement in it. Unfortunately, it would've taken a small raft to explore the chamber.
But he smiled huge and moved over next to Hiccup, and I got a pretty awesome picture of the two of them.
It appeared that someone had been storing a lot of stuff down here and hadn't touched it for quite some time. From there, we were able to go down a floor to another section we hadn't been able to access, and it was the same way.
To make matters worse, I noticed that each time the figure would pass one of the doors to the mall he would walk over to it and attempt to open it. And other than a few boards missing from the ceiling, the whole room was in great shape.
There were pins scattered at the ends of the lanes, although they were mostly cracked or broken, as well as the occasional bowling ball.
It involved a sturdy rappelling rope, a good harness, and a few carabiners. After almost dying, I was now trapped eighty feet up with two rows of bricks underneath my crotch to keep me from going down.
It appeared to run the entire the length of the building. Apparently, a new sinkhole had opened up inside the Nixa city limits, right underneath a guy's house. As screwed up as I was, I have no idea how much time passed. Inside, unlike the other sections of the building, we found all kinds of junk. Then, I went back down, handed the camera to Hiccup, and climbed back up again so she could get some pictures of me sitting in the belltower. I decided to check it out anyway, and it was good that I did.
It involved a sturdy rappelling rope, a good harness, and a few carabiners. Thankfully, the natives were friendly. It seemed to be the place where I'd heard the water dripping earlier.
I was determined to keep exploring the rest of the day anyway, but I really just wanted to go back to our room and lie down. If we'd waited just a few minutes longer we would've been busted for sure.