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"We knocked on the door, and we don't hear anything. Nobody's coming," he says. "It almost seem like nobody had, other than the fountain, it almost seemed like nobody had lived there." A woman in her mid-to-early sixties invited him to have smoothies with her at a house that hadn't been moved for years. She locked all those dead bolts before letting them into this dungeon of a house where you couldn't see more than three feet in front of you.