His thin and narrow row house in the city is three stories high: kitchen and living room are on the first floor; two casual bedrooms and a bathroom are on the second floor; the third floor is loaded with boxes of decorations for the holidays.
My quest through the house to find him starts on the first floor and travels upwards. Only God knows where he is.
Upstairs, on the second floor, one of the bedrooms is converted into a library, which is where I guess Poe will be, since he spends a lot of time here. To get here, the rickety stairs make obscene noises. Hollow and eerie sounds fill the row house with a demonic life, scaring the weak away.
At the top of the stairs, a long, narrow, and dimly lit hallway opens up and runs the length of the house. To my left is the bathroom: small, hardly
